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Published: April 5th 2011
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I found
Barton Creek Outpost on the internet before I left home and resolved that this was a place that I should go. I now know that I am not right in the head by entertaining the idea that I could drive MY poor little car into an oblivion 3000 miles away. This little adventure turned out to be, hands down, the craziest driving exercise that I have ever embarked upon which is saying something because I have more than a little experience in that business. The road in was just rocky, bumpy, and mean for the first five miles. It didn't get scary until after that and by then I had invested too much into the effort to think seriously about turning back. The Scion will never again be called silly by me. It heroically carried on at the hands of a madman on suicide mission. I know not how we made it across the river...
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Mike
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I'm proud of you and the Super Scion.