It was gorgeous this weekend, and Sam and I decided to go for a hike at Enchanted Rock. It's an enormous pink granite rock formation about an hour and a half outside of Austin. This huge bit is actually only a small part of the whole rock, which underground is apparently four times the size of Manhattan. I thought the name for the rock came from a Mark Twain quote from when he spent time there, or at least I swear I read that on the park's signage, but I can't find that information on the Internet, so who's to say what's real?
|This is just one smaller, but equally enchanted, bit of rock on top of the larger one.|
|The rock is covered by little patches of trees, flowers, and cacti, that manage to grow in eroded bits of the rock. Ah, the power of nature.|
|We took perhaps too many pictures, but it's such a cool environment.|
|The view from the top!|
|Sam at the start of the Summit Trail|
|This was at the Pioneer Museum and Visitor Center. The docent woman was pretty aggressive and strongly encouraged us to sign the guest book in exchange for using the public bathrooms and receiving a map of main street.|
|Sam takes close up pictures of signs he likes the graphic design of. Sometimes I post them.|
|Apparently there's a (possibly now defunct) rock band in New York called "The Animatronic LBJ"|
Anyway, I know two of my most loyal readers are likely not reading this week, so I feel a little bit like I'm writing this for myself. (But then when am I not?). If you're out there, readers, hope you're doing well! 'Til next week...