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Been seriously considering abandoning my LiveJournal lately. Most of the people I used to follow have moved on or simply disappeared. And I find myself having less time to sit down and write out what I did, and the convenience of Twitter + Facebook is all too inviting. I'll leave it up, of course, but I think I'm going to stop shelling out $30 a year to hang out here ad-free with more userpics.
Anyway, I promised my mom I'd post the pictures from our latest fossil adventure, so here they are...
Faith healing, I assume. Oh, rural Georgia...
No. Just no.
A kaolin processing plant we nicknamed "Midgar".
The quarry we fossil hunted in. It was nearly 100 degrees there, so toward the end of it, we jumped into that pond a the bottom. It was shockingly cold, since the mineral content doesn't let much light in after about five feet or so.
The guys on the trail...
There was an amazing lilypad pond on the way down the dirt road.
Another shot of the pond...
Patrick inspecting some heron tracks along the road.
Patrick and Ian again...
Ian making THAT FACE, with me in the background.
Naturally-occuring purple rocks!
My new dog skull, complete with bullet holes, which is now cleaned and sitting on my balcony among the plants.
A deer that wanted us to leave. She stamped her hooves and snorted at us, but when we didn't retreat, she ran away.
In order of closeness, me, Patrick, Ian. Jeff had gone ahead of us while we were swimming.
Funny list of warnings on the way into the quarry.
My fossil haul from the trip. :3
We're already planning our next one to Andalusia, Alabama for shark fossils in a river, and a certain creek that contains Cretaceous stuff. Very excited.
Anyway, I promised my mom I'd post the pictures from our latest fossil adventure, so here they are...
Faith healing, I assume. Oh, rural Georgia...
No. Just no.
A kaolin processing plant we nicknamed "Midgar".
The quarry we fossil hunted in. It was nearly 100 degrees there, so toward the end of it, we jumped into that pond a the bottom. It was shockingly cold, since the mineral content doesn't let much light in after about five feet or so.
The guys on the trail...
There was an amazing lilypad pond on the way down the dirt road.
Another shot of the pond...
Patrick inspecting some heron tracks along the road.
Patrick and Ian again...
Ian making THAT FACE, with me in the background.
Naturally-occuring purple rocks!
My new dog skull, complete with bullet holes, which is now cleaned and sitting on my balcony among the plants.
A deer that wanted us to leave. She stamped her hooves and snorted at us, but when we didn't retreat, she ran away.
In order of closeness, me, Patrick, Ian. Jeff had gone ahead of us while we were swimming.
Funny list of warnings on the way into the quarry.
My fossil haul from the trip. :3
We're already planning our next one to Andalusia, Alabama for shark fossils in a river, and a certain creek that contains Cretaceous stuff. Very excited.