When I'm traveling out of this glorious state (or country for that matter) people will inevitably find out I'm from Texas, usually because I've dropped "y'all" into a conversation. The first question they ask, after telling me how they feel about George W. Bush and telling me where to stick it is, "do you ride a horse?" After politely telling them that I am from an actual city, where we have real cars, paved roads AND stop lights, I try to describe the variety of landscape we have here in Texas that does not include horses. For the record, I hate horseback riding. It’s not that I hate horses; it’s just that I don't trust them. They are bigger and stronger than me AND smarter, why the hell would I put myself on their back and at their mercy? That’s just asking for trouble if you ask me. I’ll pet them, while avoiding eye contact, feed them a carrot and then go play with an animal my own size. Something that does not have the power to break both my arms, legs and back, like a goldfish. But I digress…
One of the many things I love about my home state besides rattlesnakes, Republicans and Houston is the wide variety of landscape. Granted, sometimes you have to drive 10 hours clear across the state to get there, but still, Texas has it all. We may not have the most amazing mountain views (I’m talking to you Colorado) or the most pristine beaches (Florida has got to be good for something; otherwise no one under 65 would ever venture there.) Texas has a little taste of it all, a smorgasbord if you will, of mountains, deserts, plains, rolling hills, big cities, small towns, coastline (367 miles of it to be exact), numerous rivers, lakes, streams, bayous (Hi Beaumont!) and many other things that give this state it’s larger than life reputation. Or maybe that is just the people. Either way, there is more to Texas than just horses and the people who rode in on them.
Last week, I finally ventured to one of these spots that make the landscape here unique: Enchanted Rock. Enchanted Rock is a state park with a giant pink granite dome (and other rock formations) peeking out of the tree covered hills. It’s located in the heart of the hill country 20 miles north of Fredericksburg and two hours west of Austin. It's an easy day trip away which is why the place gets so packed on the weekends apparently. And cheap too, entrance fee is $6 per person for day trippers. My friend and I (both being gainfully funemployed) drove up on a Thursday afternoon so we could avoid the crowds and climb the rock during “magic hour” (the last couple hours of light before the sun sets). It was a warm, sunny and gorgeous spring afternoon. After wandering around a bit trying to find the right trail, we headed up to the summit which is a steep hike but totally doable, especially if you actually stay on the marked trails the whole time. There are multiple trails in the area, we just took the main one up to the top. We took a “creative” way down and had to climb over a few boulders, but that made it that much more fun. Plus, we really had to something to earn the beers we stopped for in Fredericksburg before heading back home. The view on top of the rock was incredible and the pictures really don't do it justice, but they are still quite perty if you ask me.
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Trying to find the summit trail |
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On our way up the rock |
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View from top of rock, there are people on that other one too |
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Shawn on the edge of the world |
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Prickly pear on the summit |
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Magic hour |
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Shawn is really strong |
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As am I |
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Colorful moss on a boulder |
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The boulders we climbed down |
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Deer on the summit at sunset |
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Sunset |
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