<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656</id><updated>2011-12-28T08:31:10.452-05:00</updated><category term='team'/><category term='battleship cove'/><category term='dysfunction'/><category term='geopolitics'/><category term='21st-century'/><category term='cub scout'/><title type='text'>Paul McLaughlin's blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts from Paul McLaughlin, including family news</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1199492209084285708</id><published>2011-12-28T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T08:31:10.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Kahuna Toboggan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtoQt3s-7c8/TvoxnP68QrI/AAAAAAAAEGM/8ByKyIyoaXI/s1600/IMG_9043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtoQt3s-7c8/TvoxnP68QrI/AAAAAAAAEGM/8ByKyIyoaXI/s320/IMG_9043.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Finished restoring the Big Kahuna toboggan today: 3 coats of polyurethane all over and a layer of wax on the bottom should slice right down the hill. I'd suggest steam or fire, but that would imply friction of some sort. Rebuilt some of the wooden pieces and got new "false sense of security" rope, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Praying for some real snow now ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1199492209084285708?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1199492209084285708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1199492209084285708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1199492209084285708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1199492209084285708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/big-kahuna-toboggan.html' title='The Big Kahuna Toboggan'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtoQt3s-7c8/TvoxnP68QrI/AAAAAAAAEGM/8ByKyIyoaXI/s72-c/IMG_9043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-6074698138659315794</id><published>2010-08-02T12:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T12:28:18.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping at Ricker Pond</title><content type='html'>We just returned from a fine week at Ricker Pond State Park in eastern Vermont. We did many of our normal activities (swimming, kayaking, biking, hiking), and added a couple new ones - swimming in a swimming hole nearby and bringing friends along. The swimming hole was a&amp;nbsp;stream that flows from Groton Lake into Ricker Pond. James brought his friend Julian. And our family friend Alice joined us halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmclaugpa%2Falbumid%2F5500603480209107873%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Click on the slideshow to see specific pictures and their captions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also our first time to get a double campsite ... a cabin where the ladies slept and a tent for the guys next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new appreciation for how nice we have it. About a third of the campers at the park last week were from out of state. One fellow from Ontario that I spoke with says he keeps coming back to Ricker Pond because he likes the hills and mountains (which are lacking in his flat part of Ontario).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-6074698138659315794?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6074698138659315794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=6074698138659315794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6074698138659315794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6074698138659315794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/camping-at-ricker-pond.html' title='Camping at Ricker Pond'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-7014015350383737056</id><published>2010-05-10T16:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:10:21.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping with the Boy Scouts</title><content type='html'>The men folk in our McLaughlin tribe joined with some other Webelos Cub Scouts in our pack to go to the Boy Scout camporee over the weekend here in Vermont. Lots of cool stories, and you can view the pics at our &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mclaugpa/May2010Camporee"&gt;May 2010 Camporee album&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First, an important note about Mother's Day:&lt;/i&gt; We got permission from Mom before going camping on Mother's Day weekend, and we got home in time to treat Laura to some great adoration and abject "we're not worthy" praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_BwCIay57cPntfrY9pMcQg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/S-dkdAI9EVI/AAAAAAAABpQ/BJvYkxQUyd4/s144/IMG_4418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mclaugpa/May2010Camporee?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;May 2010 Camporee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories about the Camporee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our boys served as &lt;b&gt;color guard&lt;/b&gt; on Saturday morning. &lt;br /&gt;We had offered to help the big Boy Scouts raise the flag sometime, but none of them volunteered, so we had to show them how it's done. In the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mclaugpa/May2010Camporee"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt;, you can see a pic of our four Webelos surrounded by the hulking teenagers. Reminds me of the Hobbits in Lord of the Rings. The boys did a great job.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lots of fun activities: &lt;/b&gt;Our guys especially seemed to like geocaching (using a hand-held GPS to find treasure) and the 10-mile bike ride (never knew they could do that before!). They weren't old enough to throw tomahawks (roped off range with large targets), but they enjoyed watching it. Next year, they'll cross over and officially qualify for this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Team building: &lt;/b&gt;The Cub Scouts at camp had some Cubs only activities, and our guys did one of them: The "bridge building" activity. The idea was that a section of grass was a "raging river" that you had to cross using only the stones in the river (grass) and two planks of wood. You started out with ten points, but lost points if your plank dipped into the "water" or if someone lost their balance and "fell in." Turns out, our guys have a lot to learn about teamwork and accepting ownership for the parts they can help with. Laura and I were discussing this later, and she brought up an interesting point. The four boys were essentially two sets of twins. Laura and I found ourselves wondering how that dynamic with all its sibling rivalries might have prevented them from selecting and following team leadership ... which was one of the problems that led to other problems. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adverse weather:&lt;/b&gt; This would've qualified as "winter camping" if the temperature had been a few degrees cooler. With the wet grass, we might have actually been warmer overall if it &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; been February. Still, we had the pleasure that comes from overcoming an obstacle like this. Saturday night turned into a major wind storm. We knew it was coming and prepared, but it was more intense than predicted. At bed time as our tent was billowing around us, James said that now he knows what it's like to be inside a lung. By morning, he was saying that he felt like the tent was digesting us. The wind would just about lay our tent flat on top of us. I was waking up all night as the tent would do this, but it never blew over! The big problem came when I heard a crashing outside and just &lt;u&gt;knew&lt;/u&gt; that our own little 12x12' portable shelter had finally blown over. It sounded something like a piano being dropped from a third-story window, then rolling across the field. Turns out, that the little Cub Scouts' shelter withstood the wind. Instead, a Boy Scout shelter across the lane had come loose and blown through our camp. It demolished our shelter along the way before getting pinned to some trees. We are &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; grateful that no one was hurt!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Next camporee is in October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-7014015350383737056?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7014015350383737056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=7014015350383737056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/7014015350383737056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/7014015350383737056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/camping-with-boy-scouts.html' title='Camping with the Boy Scouts'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/S-dkdAI9EVI/AAAAAAAABpQ/BJvYkxQUyd4/s72-c/IMG_4418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1004273604638971819</id><published>2010-04-03T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:51:06.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So What If Jesus Rose from the Dead?</title><content type='html'>We went to a Saturday night Easter worship service just now, and it was &lt;i&gt;outstanding!&lt;/i&gt; The main message was to answer the question, "So What?" Meaning, if you're one of the 80% of Americans who believe that Jesus really did rise from the dead, well, so what? What does that mean to me and how does it affect me? For good? For bad? For whatever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that's an important question to ask. We know that a high percentage of people that join us for worship are people with questions like that. On Easter, they could number close to 50% in our particular church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church normally has five worship times. This week, we move location to the college gymnasium and do it all in two huge meetings. Wow, the energy was high! It reminded me of being in a choir where you start off with your own sections (maybe your school's section), and there are other sections nearby learning the same pieces ... and then you &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; come together for this huge sound. I wonder if it'll be like that in Heaven one day, with zillions of us sinners singing fortissimo about how Jesus fixed all our broken lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple other highlights of the evening: It was warm in the gym. If you happen to go to the Sunday morning service and read this before going: Bring water. (They &lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt; have water and other refreshments there, too.) And I never thought of it this way before, but yeah, the way we sing our songs is sorta like a "large group karaoke," I guess. (That's an example of how our pastor explained some things in our worship service to people visiting for the first time and feeling a little bit of vu-ja-day - the feeling like you've never seen this before - so that they might feel more at ease.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Grace, to you all! He Is Risen! And it makes a difference to me.&lt;br /&gt;--Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1004273604638971819?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1004273604638971819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1004273604638971819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1004273604638971819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1004273604638971819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-what-if-jesus-rose-from-dead.html' title='So What If Jesus Rose from the Dead?'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-566856171090020584</id><published>2010-03-22T16:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:20:11.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scientists Use 3D Printer to Create First “Printed” Human Vein</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/3dprinter-ed01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://www.inhabitat.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/3dprinter-ed01.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the way cool category, I found &lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2010/03/22/scientists-use-3d-printer-to-create-first-printed-human-vein/"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; on slashdot.org today. A couple notable exerpts: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2005/06/15/print-a-house-in-24-hours-with-robots/"&gt;3D Printing technology&lt;/a&gt; has recently leapt into a new realm — we’ve seen printers that can create &lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2010/03/17/3-d-printer-creates-entire-buildings-from-solid-rock/"&gt;entire buildings out of stone&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2010/01/20/mits-digital-food-printer-creates-nutritious-meals/"&gt;delicious meals&lt;/a&gt; out of simple ingredients, and now — perhaps weirdest and coolest of them all — a printer that can build body parts from cells! Scientists working on the &lt;a href="http://organovo.com/"&gt;Organovo&lt;/a&gt; NovoGen printer recently created the first “printed” human vein. This &lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/green-gadgets/"&gt;technology&lt;/a&gt; could replace other toxic and carbon-heavy medicinal practices like using &lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2010/03/17/solar-powered-augmented-contact-lenses-cover-your-eye-with-100s-of-leds/"&gt;artificial parts&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2010/03/18/silicon-chips-embedded-in-human-cells-could-detect-diseases-earlier/"&gt;human body&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/3d-Printer-Layers-Cells.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://www.inhabitat.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/3d-Printer-Layers-Cells.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you're not familiar with 3D printers, they build up three-dimensional objects by laying down two-dimensional layers of the object. I've seen them make plastic prototype parts. The idea here is a leap forward where they use "bio-ink" to build up the right result instead of borrowing a vein from another part of your body. Will replacement organs becoming in a few years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-566856171090020584?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/566856171090020584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=566856171090020584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/566856171090020584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/566856171090020584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/scientists-use-3d-printer-to-create.html' title='Scientists Use 3D Printer to Create First “Printed” Human Vein'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-8897208724481471033</id><published>2010-01-24T16:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:05:18.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next 100 Years - Chapter 2 - Islamic Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2739/4029470566_642e2b4182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2739/4029470566_642e2b4182.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;George Friedman has a delightful look at the 21st century in his book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Next-100-Years-Forecast-Century/dp/0767923057/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263592197&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Next 100 Years&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. In &lt;a href="http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/next-100-years-chapter-1-dawn-of.html"&gt;last week's blog entry&lt;/a&gt;, I digested his intro and chapter 1 where I describe geopolitics (one of my fascinations), the rise of several unexpected powers (like Turkey? really?), and the American Age. This week we get to chapter 2 where he describes the US-Jihadist war (al Qaeda and company) and introduces five main points of the American grand strategy. The idea is that the Islamic wars ultimately won't make that big of a difference in the long run, especially when taken in context of the grand strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as always, I expect to cover the main points, but seriously, Friedman takes almost 20 pages on this topic. I'm gonna have to leave you wanting more ... which is why I hope some of you will read the book, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friedman starts off reminding us that people are talking about "the long war." Surely, tThe United States and the Islamic radicals will be at this all century - or longer! Won't they? But remember from last week that what appears to be a permanent state today might wind up looking like a passing phase 20 years from now. Think of how history saw the world change from 1900 to 1920 to 1940, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, al Qaeda fails in its goals. Has already failed, in fact. Sure, there'll continue to be more underwear bombings, but that's hardly a victory. "The United States has succeeded, not so much in winning the war as in preventing the Islamists from winning, and, from a geopolitical perspective, that is good enough." Back in 2001, al Qaeda's goal wasn't just to attack the US; it wanted to demonstrate America's weakness and al Qaeda's strength. That, in turn, would lead to undermining Islamic governments that relied on the US (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, on and on) and make the situation ripe for al Qaeda to come into power - and ultimately re-establish the Islamic empire of earlier centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand what happens next, think about the last 20 years. The collapse of the Soviet Union dramatically destabilized several regions that had been frozen in place as part of the Cold War. The Soviets' collapse and withdrawal ("like a tide receding"), exposed underlying nations that hadn't been free for a century or more. They had no sense of self-government and, sometimes, no workable economy. At the same time, American interest withdrew since there was no longer any confrontation with the Soviets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did these newly freed societies do next? Think about how Yugoslavia exploded once they didn't have the Soviets forcing them to play nice to each other. Likewise, the game shifted for that Islamic region between Yugoslavia and Afghanistan. Think of other areas all along the underbelly of the former Soviet Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turmoil of this Jihadist era winds up as "less a coherent movement than a regional spasm, the result of a force field being removed."&amp;nbsp; Divisions within the Islamic world will prevent them from stabilizing their base even if the US were to actually withdraw altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The American Grand Strategy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friedman speaks to a Grand Strategy. I'd hardly say this is some codified strategy. There's no document like the Constitution that outlines it. Well, not that I've ever heard of! But knowing these five points clears things up dramatically. For example, the US response to 9/11 maybe made little sense on the surface ... but in reality, it was exactly in keeping with this Grand Strategy. You can see this playing out in 2001. Likewise in the Cold War, or America's response to Japan in 1941 ... on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, all nations have some Grand Strategy, it's just that not all of them can actually achieve it. It's not always about war, but it &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; about the processes that constitute national power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the United States? Truth be told, the strategy often &lt;u&gt;does&lt;/u&gt; involve war. Its Grand Strategy originated in fear. Think of the struggle to gain freedom. Or setting out in defense in the War of 1812 and suffering defeats and set-backs. "Nations are driven by the fear of losing what they have." Keep that in mind as you read these five points of the Grand Strategy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The complete domination of North America by the United States Army&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US probably wouldn't have survived as the 13 colonies on the eastern edge of North America. Expanding westward gained critical agriculture and trade power (think of the North American river system in light of this). Battles and wars were fought in part to defend this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The elimination of any threat to the United States by any power in the Western Hemisphere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South America isn't really a threat. The connection up through Panama isn't adequate for a real invasion, and South America is broken in half anyway. The main threats come from Mexico and the Caribbean. The Monroe Doctrine addresses this. There's a strategic imperative on preventing European powers from gaining footholds. And, if you may recall, the main time the US really worries about Latin America is when foreign powers have based there. Think Cuban Missile Crisis, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Complete control of the maritime approaches to the United States by the navy in order to preclude any possibility of invasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"In 1812 the British navy sailed up the Chesapeake and burned Washington. Throughout the nineteenth century, the United States was terrified that the British, using their overwhelming control of the North Atlantic, would shut off its access to the ocean, strangling the United States." Again, multiple battles and wars were fought in the 19th century to address this. On the Pacific side, acquiring Alaska and Hawii saw to securing those sea lanes much more peacefully. The US finally secured the Atlantic during World War II. But the end of WWII, the US had such a huge navy that no power was able to operate in the Atlantic without US approval. The US was finally invulnerable to invasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Complete domination of the world's oceans to further secure US physical safety and guarantee control over the international trading system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The US emerged from WWII with naval bases scattered all over the world ... as well as the world's largest navy. Think of how this changed things from the previous century. No other power has ever been able to do this. And, geopolitically speaking, this is the single most important fact in the world: The US controls the world's oceans and therefore the trade routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The prevention of any other nation from challenging US global naval power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;We see a carrot and a stick approach here. The US wants to continue holding control of the oceans. Remember, nations never want to lose what they have. The most direct route is to make sure no one else can build a substantial navy. The "carrot" side of things is making sure people don't need big navies. The US makes sure everyone has access to the seas. The "stick" is to wear out enemies in land confrontations so they have few resources left over for navy building.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;That fifth strategy brings us back to the Eurasian area of the Islamicists. The US needs to make sure that no Eurasian power becomes secure enough that it diverts resources to building a navy. There's no longer any single threat of a total coalition there, so the US focuses on secondary, regional hegemons who might develop enough security to begin probing out to sea. "The United States, therefore, worked to create a continually shifting series of alliances designed to tie down any potential regional hegemon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US has to engage in regular and unpredictable interventions throughout that region. In the post-Soviet world of the early '90s, the US invaded Kuwait. Then followed Yugoslavia and Afghanistan ... all to prevent hegemons from forming in those regions. Rather than being about oil (a popular notion) or about expanding democracy (my own feeling) ... these things were driven more by the Grand Strategy. And, alarming as they were, they were &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; compared to the investment of resources and blood that went into World War II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now we get to a paradox: &lt;/i&gt;The ultimate goal of all these interventions isn't to achieve something but to prevent something. Ultimately, this will play out regardless of who's in power in the US. &lt;u&gt;Any&lt;/u&gt; US President will wind up following this Grand Strategy because it in the national DNA. From Vietnam to Korea to Kosovo to the present, US policy throughout the 21st century may seem irrational, but since the primary goal will often be just to block or destabilize groups like al Qaeda, they'll be quite rational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The international system is now badly out of balance." The US is the single super-power. But the "natural tendency of the international system is to move to equilibrium." In such an unbalanced world, "smaller powers are at risk from larger, unchecked powers." The logically form coalitions so they can match strength. But coalitions tend to fall apart, and the US can be an "unforgiving giant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we see this contradiction: "On the one hand, the United States is deeply resented and feared; on the other hand, individual nations still try to find a way to get along with the United States. ... This will be a dangerous century, especially for the rest of the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My own take on this now&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot not to love about these impersonal geopolitical forces, but let's not fool ourselves and pretend they don't exist. I completely agree that the Jihadists can't win in the end, but I've also noticed a common mistake many folks make these days when they underestimate the power of religious fervor to inflame and unite. A lot of geopolitics assumes that nations will behave in their own best interests - politically, economically - but don't overlook religious interests which can be taken quite seriously by some folks. America saw a demonstration of this in Iraq when the Iraqis behaved ... oddly ... as part of being liberated. Lessons were learned and tactics were adjusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, looking forward I'll have to agree that the Jihadists eventually must fade from the world stage and become a memory. The intrinsic forces don't exist to keep them going for decade upon decade. Will they fade in the next several years? Maybe not ... but soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the news then for this common theme: America will play out its fifth strategy over and over by muddling up alliances and preventing hegemons. Other nations will fear, scorn, and even hate the US. Internal US politics will make much ado over this response ... but it's inevitable and the main debate will have to be how to navigate it with integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next: Chapter 3 - Population, Computers, and Culture Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/authphoto_330/9384_friedman_george.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/authphoto_330/9384_friedman_george.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can find more on &lt;/i&gt;The Next 100 Years&lt;i&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385517058"&gt;Random House&lt;/a&gt;. Author George Friedman is the chief intelligence officer and founder of Strategic Forecasting, Inc. (Stratfor), a private intelligence agency whose clients include foreign government agencies and Fortune 500 companies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-8897208724481471033?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8897208724481471033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=8897208724481471033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8897208724481471033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8897208724481471033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/next-100-years-chapter-2-islamic-wars.html' title='The Next 100 Years - Chapter 2 - Islamic Wars'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2739/4029470566_642e2b4182_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-683178509456970464</id><published>2010-01-24T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:42:32.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cody – Thursday, July 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIN8p5xFgPI/AAAAAAAAATw/03rxDCeXSXo/s1600-h/IMG_2307.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225157052003090674" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIN8p5xFgPI/AAAAAAAAATw/03rxDCeXSXo/s200/IMG_2307.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today we sampled the old and new west by hanging around &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Cody&lt;/st1:city&gt;,  &lt;st1:state&gt;WY&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. We hit the tourist shops, lunched at a local diner, watched a gunfight (of sorts), and took in the Cody Stampede Rodeo (voted &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; large outdoor PRCA rodeo).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The rodeo was the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;high point&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for me. You gotta admire the culture that starts its event with a Johnny Cash poem about the flag, the national anthem, and a prayer to God for safety for the competitors and the animals alike. Laura was the only one of us who had seen a rodeo before, and I think we all agreed it was a hoot! As with other things I’ve mentioned here, you can see these things in video, but it’s not the same as being there. On the way in, the kids tried their hand at lassoing a “sheep.” During the rodeo, it was striking to see the bucking broncos, the races, the young and old alike trying their best. I think my younger kids really enjoyed the Calf Scramble were they call down all the kids 12 and under (about 300 kids) to swarm and chase two calves with ribbons tied to their tails. 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I do, however, have a method that has served me well, imperfect though it might be, in understanding the past and anticipating the future." George Friedman makes several rational and compelling predictions for the 21st century in his book &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Next-100-Years-Forecast-Century/dp/0767923057/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263592197&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Next 100 Years&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/i&gt; In 2020, China fragments. In 2050, a global war between US, Turkey, Poland, and Japan (the new great powers). In 2080, space-based energy powers Earth. In 2100, Mexico challenges the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this blog entry and several to follow, I'd like to digest some of the high points of Friedman's book. In fairness to the author, I don't intend to give away all the goodies but whet your appetite to actually get your hands on this enjoyable analysis that he's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I don't think we get a prophetic road-map of the 21st century from Friedman here. But we &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; get insight into a way of viewing world events. Personally, I expect to take the near-term predictions to heart, and tuck away the longer-term as food for analysis when the events come around. Assuming I live that long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friedman's purpose is to identify the major tendencies that define the major events. And he says that he'll "be delighted if [his] grandchildren, glancing at this book in 2100, have reason to say, 'Not half bad.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geopolitics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, let me describe the concept of &lt;i&gt;geopolitics.&lt;/i&gt; This is the idea that nations more or less &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to behave certain ways just because of their geographic and political environment. For example, Britain &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to become a huge naval power in recent centuries because it was an island nation. It also enjoyed some insulation from invasion due to the surrounding water. People that play the game of &lt;i&gt;Risk&lt;/i&gt; understand this pretty well, too. A player with a power base in North America will adopt a different strategy than someone in Europe or Australia, and it all has to do with the way he has to defend his borders and the avenues he has to pursue his goals (i.e., world domination).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get over the idea that Turkey couldn't be a major world power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, let me get you to let go of the notion that you the world as we see it today would only change slightly over the next decades. For example, you might scoff at the idea of Poland or Turkey being a major world power. Why not Russia? or China? But consider this (borrowing from Friedmans' early pages still), if you had lived in London in the year 1900, you would have viewed London as pretty much the capitol of the world. Europe was enjoying unprecedented prosperity. Serious people were claiming that war has become impossible given the interdependence of the financial markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years later in 1920, Europe had been torn apart by World War I, and Americans and Communists had vaulted into the scene, and the peace treaty had been imposed on Germany guaranteed that it would not soon reemerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years later in 1940, Germany had not only reemerged, but had conquered France and dominated Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? And likewise, by 1960 the world changed dramatically again. Or who in 1980 would have predicted the fall of Communism around 1989?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we carry that forward, then it's not too hard to believe that typical observers today (i.e., you and I!) wouldn't naturally guess at just how weird things can change: "At a certain level, when it comes to the future, the only thing one can be sure of is that common sense will be wrong." But I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; love to pick up some good tools for watching things unfold! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The American Age&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 1871, with the unification of Germany, you could have seen that eventually Germany would feel insecure trapped between Russia and France and would feel the need to redefine the systems. Looking at the 21st century, Friedman hunts for pivotal events for the century. After you clear away the debris of the European empires and the Soviet Union, the lone superpower remains the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on multiple levels, the US will &lt;i&gt;continue&lt;/i&gt; to be the lone superpower. Economics continues to be the chief force. Controlling trade used to mean controlling the North Atlantic (hence the power of the European empires). Now it means controlling the Atlantic and the Pacific, and the US is the only country in a position to do that ... largely a result of its unique geographic position bordering both oceans, its stability, and its economic powerhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The "no agenda" zone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me point out that Friedman doesn't try to strike an agenda here. Not that I can tell, anyway. America doesn't become beloved because of its power; more often, the response is fear. We'll see this non-agenda idea raise it head from time to time in the book. We might not like the nobility behind different events, we might not agree with the implications for our own favorite causes, but the events will probably develop and happen anyway due to the impersonal forces at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coalitions and the US strategy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 21st century will revolve around two opposing struggles: Secondary powers forming coalitions to contain/control the US, and the US acting preemptively to prevent effective coalitions from forming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Islamic wars of the last ten years are an example of a group of Muslims seeking to re-create a great Islamic empire. Inevitably, they felt the need to strike at the US and demonstrate their power. But the US responded by invading. However, it wasn't necessarily with a clear goal of victory. The US doesn't have to win; it just has to disrupt the coalition. Watch for that theme over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next big conflict will be Russia (inevitably) trying to reassert power. And the US can't avoid trying to resist. In the end, Russia can't win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; be the next big challenger because of its geopolitical position (there it is again). It's physically isolated (Siberia to the north, the Himalayas and jungles to the south). Its population is largely in the east. It lacks major naval power (expensive!). But the deciding factor really is that China is inherently unstable. Whenever it opens its borders for trade, the coastal regions prosper while the interior remains impoverished. Efforts to resolve this prove inefficient, and ultimately they close their borders again. We've seen this multiple times before. Think of Mao equalizing the wealth - or poverty, as it were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The end of the population explosion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friedman calls this the single most important fact of the 21st century. Europe and Japan are already demonstrating the pains of declining population.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;The US is turning the corner. Developing countries will peek and start to decline much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for the US to change its attitude toward immigration in the next couple of decades as labor shortages create competition for workers. Watch for accelerated dependence on automation and robotics. And, interestingly enough, watch for the unintended consequences of those changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In coming blog entries, I'll try to digest Friedman's deeper take on these deliciously swirling issues. The Jihadist wars, population, looking for geopolitical "fault lines," China, Russia, a coming crisis in 2030 (right on schedule! - you'll see), a global war around 2050 (but not so devastating), golden ages, and Mexico challenging the US for domination of North America around 2080.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are quite a few implications for us commoners. I'm retiring around 2030, so I'm keenly interested in the crisis that Friedman's predicting. I have strong feelings about human rights in China. I have an opinion about how some economic realities will drive public opinion about marriage and family. I'm curious about the forces that would drive a war when my children are raising their families. I believe that God isn't a passive bystander ... so how will His will assert itself? As they say: Stay Tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/authphoto_330/9384_friedman_george.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/authphoto_330/9384_friedman_george.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can find more on &lt;/i&gt;The Next 100 Years&lt;i&gt; at &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780385517058"&gt;Random House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Author George Friedman is the chief intelligence officer and founder of Strategic Forecasting, Inc. (Stratfor), a private intelligence agency whose clients include foreign government agencies and Fortune 500 companies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-3164778531341093932?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3164778531341093932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=3164778531341093932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/3164778531341093932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/3164778531341093932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/next-100-years-chapter-1-dawn-of.html' title='The Next 100 Years - Chapter 1 - The Dawn of the American Age'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2739/4029470566_642e2b4182_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1179722117250651932</id><published>2010-01-08T17:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:47:44.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dysfunction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team'/><title type='text'>The Five Dysfunctions of a Team</title><content type='html'>I have a friend who's an executive at another company, and he recommended this book to me (&lt;i&gt;The Five Dysfunctions of a Team&lt;/i&gt;). He's asking his management team to go through the material, too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entryContentContainer"&gt;Now your first question might be: What? Do you really think we have dysfunctional teams? My friend encountered the same thing at his shop. And, well, of course we're dysfunctional. In some way. In fact, I think non-dysfunctional teams are the exception in this world. Just think of all the fodder Scott Adams has to write about with his Dilbert comic strip! And to be honest, I'm probably a contributor to the dysfunction in my own team. So, if your on my team, you should probably know that I'm thinking of you when I think of dysfunctional teams, but I hope you won't be offended because I think of myself, too!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The author, Patrick Lencioni, makes the case that there are five basic ways our teams break down ... but he also describes how to address solving these dysfunctions. He also points out that each dysfunction builds upon the other, but you can disassemble your problems one at a time so you start straightening things out. So far, I've only watched the 90-minute video, but the book's coming up soon for me. Patrick reminds me of Dirk Benedict (think "Starbuck" on Battlestar Galactica and "Face" on A-Team - remember?). He only lacks the cigar. The video is a talking pitch, but the book reads like a set of fables about people that seem all-too-familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the five dysfunctions he describes and their solutions. I dunno: Is it too strong to say these are "solutions"? Maybe, but it's direction nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Absence of Trust:&lt;/b&gt; The fear of being vulnerable with team members. And I completely agree! How many teams have you been on where people couldn't let down their guard? Do you recall how that's inhibited the team and kept them from their full potential? To address this, the leader(s) need to &lt;b&gt;demonstrate vulnerability&lt;/b&gt; on their own. That sets the tone for the rest of the group, and it creates the environment where the next dysfunction can be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fear of Conflict:&lt;/b&gt; Trust enables us to overcome this fear. We don't just hold it in anymore because we know we're in a healthy trusting environment. Good ideas start to come out and bad ones get challenged and improved. To promote this healthy conflict, leaders need to &lt;b&gt;demand debate.&lt;/b&gt; Patrick used the phrase "mining for conflict" in which a leader actively looks for these opportunities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lack of Commitment:&lt;/b&gt; Teams that can't engage in productive conflict aren't able to have their ideas heard ... and so they can't completely buy in and commit. Leaders must &lt;b&gt;force clarity and closure.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avoidance of Accountability:&lt;/b&gt; When people don't commit to a decision, teammates aren't going to have the courage to enter the danger and stick together. On the other hand, when they &lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt; have this courage, they get to where they'll hold each other accountable and the leader doesn't have to be the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; one doing that. The leader has to &lt;b&gt;confront difficult issues. &lt;/b&gt;There's much more to this covered in the video, but a big idea that struck me is that we need to be able to hold people accountable for &lt;i&gt;behaviors&lt;/i&gt; and not just results. Behaviors always lead to results, and if a leader is careless with behaviors, then he's not building in success for the results he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inattention to Results:&lt;/b&gt; When people aren't held accountable, then they're given tacit permission to focus on other things (other agendas, pet projects, etc.). The leader has to &lt;b&gt;focus on collective outcomes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;More on this once I read the book. For now, what does this say to &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entryContentContainer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/S0ezJ7sijmI/AAAAAAAABcQ/RylMq0RBgrA/s1600-h/Five+Dysfunctions+of+a+Team+main+chart.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/S0ezJ7sijmI/AAAAAAAABcQ/RylMq0RBgrA/s400/Five+Dysfunctions+of+a+Team+main+chart.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entryContentContainer"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Citation: Lencioni, Patrick. Leadership and Teams. TLC, a SkillSoft Company.  © 2004. Online Video Clip, Books24x7. http://common.books24x7.com/book/id_18960/book.asp. (That link is for the 90-minute video, but you can also find the actual book on books24x7, too.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entryContentContainer"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1179722117250651932?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1179722117250651932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1179722117250651932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1179722117250651932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1179722117250651932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/five-dysfunctions-of-team.html' title='The Five Dysfunctions of a Team'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/S0ezJ7sijmI/AAAAAAAABcQ/RylMq0RBgrA/s72-c/Five+Dysfunctions+of+a+Team+main+chart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-4992706451865387575</id><published>2010-01-04T09:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:53:16.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to blog on?</title><content type='html'>OK, I'm going to try my hand at blogging a bit. Been meaning to do this for awhile. The assumption is that I have thoughts worth sharing and time/energy to put into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By way of getting started, I created a little poll that you can find on the sidebar of &lt;a href="http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt;. If you want to egg me on, please vote there. If you want to hear about something else, please write a comment to this posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this be a blessed and interesting New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., some of the options to vote on may need a little explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Next 100 Years&lt;/span&gt; takes a stab at predicting how geopolitical forces will drive events through the 21st century. For example, historically, Great Britain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to become a naval power because of their position as an island. Looking forward, we can predict that China will fragment internally and decline over the next decade; Turkey, Poland, and Japan will rise to be major economic powers; Russia will make another stab at greatness (because they must) and fail; forces will cause a serious war by 2050; and Mexico will vie with the US for being the controlling force of North America by 2080.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just Walk Across the Room&lt;/span&gt; speaks to practical personal outreach. More relational and less program-driven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second Chance&lt;/span&gt; is about a mega church in the suburbs and its sister inner city church. No, that's just the backdrop. It's really about an associate pastor at the mega church reconnecting with what real ministry means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-4992706451865387575?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4992706451865387575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=4992706451865387575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/4992706451865387575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/4992706451865387575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-to-blog-on.html' title='What to blog on?'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-2204214970175502641</id><published>2009-12-23T15:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:20:50.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>McLaughlin Christmas Letter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Veni, Veni Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded recently how all the world, not just Israel, was (is?) waiting for the Messiah to arrive. Redeemer, Savior, and King – come to save us from our own shame and darkness and to introduce us to His own peace and light. These days, we’re told to keep our ideology to ourselves. But – I find that hard, because it’s like learning about the cure to cancer or world hunger and then hiding it in my basement. So, I and others will probably continue sharing the cure while we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Come, O Come, Emmanuel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me catch&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SzJ65HuwgYI/AAAAAAAABXA/k7F4y8sSq7c/s1600-h/IMG_4908+Christmas+photo+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SzJ65HuwgYI/AAAAAAAABXA/k7F4y8sSq7c/s320/IMG_4908+Christmas+photo+2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418528423426425218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you up on the happenings in our family for 2009. This wasn’t as much of a travel year for us. However we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; make the long trip to visit Florida during our mid-winter break. It was delightful to see how the kids took in the exotic world there. To manage the trip, we arranged a house swap where we stayed in another family’s home in Fort Myers. It was good to see Laura’s brothers Mark and John and John’s family for a really short visit on the way home to Vermont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first summer when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;of the kids went to summer camp away from home. The three girls went to a Christian girls’ camp in Maine, and the two boys went to a Cub Scout camp in southern Vermont. In preparation for these camps, all the kids worked hard on becoming stronger swimmers. We also got in a couple camping trips to “our” state park (Ricker Pond SP in eastern VT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pet department, we added Mowgli the cat as a little-appreciated companion to grumpy black Bagheera cat and we added Nellie the dog – half spaniel / half dachshund / all sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James &lt;/span&gt;will turn 10 along with his brother and sisters on Dec 26th. He and our other fourth graders, Jenna and Philip, have started musical instruments this year, and his is the clarinet. His favorite book of the year is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boomtown,&lt;/span&gt; home of Chang’s Famous Fireworks factory. Favorite new sport: Downhill skiing. Proudest moment: Making it to his school’s geography bee finals in a nail-biting tie-breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philip &lt;/span&gt;is our #1 imp. In previous years, his favorite books have been the Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbes comic anthologies, but this year he turned more to the geeky Foxtrot comics. He dressed as a “blue screen of death” for Halloween this year (an idea from Foxtrot). Favorite computer games this year have been Dust, Lego Digital Designer (which Paul also has gotten into), and Fancy Pants. Favorite move: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron Giant.&lt;/span&gt; Favorite hat: His Indiana Jones fedora.  Instrument: Saxophone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;is in third grade this year. She’s a spunky kid that has to work hard at reading and speech. She likes to play pretend games, she loves Egypt, Greek mythology, pottery and art. She also entertained the rest of us with her ant farm. Favorite book: Hugo Pepper. Favorite computer game: Dust. Favorite TV show: NOVA(!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenna &lt;/span&gt;continues to be our gentle shy girl. She continues to be tallest of our fearsome foursome. She is also into skiing this year. She’s added the viola to playing the piano. Favorite book: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Island of the Aunts. &lt;/span&gt;Favorite trip: The Florida trip. Favorite summer activities: Jumping on our trampoline and playing tetherball. She is a lover of all animals, cute and cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robin &lt;/span&gt;has settled into high school life quite well. Her forte is music with piano, voice, and flute. She is also going strong with her classes. She landed a small part in her school’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Shop of Horrors.&lt;/span&gt; She says her favorite bock this year was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Geometry for Enjoyment and Challeng&lt;/span&gt;e and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of the Flies&lt;/span&gt; (not). Her proudest moments involved doing the piano accompaniment of the middle school select chorus and the high school orchestra during their concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura &lt;/span&gt;continues to be our masterful and mysteriously unsung homemaker and prime taxi driver. She works very hard to make the home a special home, and it shows. Every few years we have to reinvent part of our house, and 2009 hit the cycle nicely. She’s finally getting the basement transformed to include an entertainment area … in addition to ping pong, carpetball, Legos, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul &lt;/span&gt;continues at IBM and is embroiled in a deliciously complex software project that’ll probably take us through 2012. I’ve also found myself serving as the cubmaster for the boys Scout pack. My mom died this year, and I know that mixture of joy for her new home and sadness that I’ll need to wait so long to see her again. Favorite book: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Next 100 Years&lt;/span&gt; (a geopolitical prediction for the 21st century … might even be the way it works out!). Favorite move: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt; (rocks!!!). Favorite computer game: Lego Digital Designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re always glad for the news we get from you, and we pray that you’re enjoying the presence, the arrival, of our Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Your friends,&lt;br /&gt;The McLaughlins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Veni, Veni Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captivum solve Israel, Qui gemit in exilio, Privatus Dei Filio.&lt;br /&gt;Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel, Nascetur pro te, Israel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Come, O Come Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rapture captive Israel. That mourns in lonely exile here, until the Son of God appear.&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-2204214970175502641?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2204214970175502641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=2204214970175502641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/2204214970175502641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/2204214970175502641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/mclaughlin-christmas-letter-2009.html' title='McLaughlin Christmas Letter 2009'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SzJ65HuwgYI/AAAAAAAABXA/k7F4y8sSq7c/s72-c/IMG_4908+Christmas+photo+2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1102392984847503113</id><published>2008-07-30T16:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:15:53.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home in Vermont! – Tuesday, July 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We made it home at 11:45 p.m. on Tuesday night. Wow! What a trip. Some notable points, by the numbers were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5960 miles on the Suburban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;14 states and 1 province visited or traveled through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;48 state license plates seen (never got Rhode Island or Hawaii) and 7 provinces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;28 days (27 nights) away from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15 nights in a tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;0 trips to the emergency room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things the kids want to do on the first day back: Jump on trampoline, catch up with friends, eat a breakfast of frozen waffles (after toasting, of course). We slept in, of course. Interestingly enough, no one had “unpack and clean” high on their list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for joining us on this trip! Now let’s see if I can start posting the occasional though-provoking essay on contemporary issues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1102392984847503113?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1102392984847503113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1102392984847503113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1102392984847503113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1102392984847503113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-home-in-vermont-tuesday-july-29.html' title='Back home in Vermont! – Tuesday, July 29'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1714609529402907966</id><published>2008-07-27T22:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:01:02.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit with Dan McLaughlin’s family, St. Joseph, MO – Sunday, July 23-27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SI01ZkzadfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dFgGiuAqCrc/s1600-h/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 315px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SI01ZkzadfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dFgGiuAqCrc/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227893455939335666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SI00S_zctzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bMoWO5MEG5s/s1600-h/DCP_6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SI00S_zctzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bMoWO5MEG5s/s200/DCP_6221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227892243416528690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaahhh! We had a refreshing time here with my brother, Dan. It was like the relaxing vacation at the end of the frenetic vacation. We did our share of lying around (sort of like locusts lying around the crops at times), and we also took in some of the St. Joseph culture: Pony Express Museum, parks, a water park, croquette in the backyard, and general visiting with the family. Dan’s family are great hosts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1714609529402907966?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1714609529402907966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1714609529402907966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1714609529402907966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1714609529402907966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/visit-with-dan-mclaughlins-family-st.html' title='Visit with Dan McLaughlin’s family, St. Joseph, MO – Sunday, July 23-27'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SI01ZkzadfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dFgGiuAqCrc/s72-c/IMG_2484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-5919012643722976502</id><published>2008-07-23T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:08:01.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrived in Saint Joseph, MO – Tuesday, July 22</title><content type='html'>We made it to my brother Dan’s house. I’ll leave today’s posting short and not try to contrive anything profound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-5919012643722976502?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5919012643722976502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=5919012643722976502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/5919012643722976502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/5919012643722976502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/arrived-in-saint-joseph-mo-tuesday-july.html' title='Arrived in Saint Joseph, MO – Tuesday, July 22'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-6624119338179924275</id><published>2008-07-22T09:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:21:49.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road east to Missouri – Monday, July 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We’re on our way east again, planning on spending several days with my brother, Dan, in Missouri. We Vermonters still find the prairie landscape amazing. In realize the locals get weary of it, but it’s a stark contrast to us. Well, Laura and me anyway. No other special sights or stops planned for today, but …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIXdgopz18I/AAAAAAAAAU4/bY43-vUfX-A/s1600-h/IMG_2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIXdgopz18I/AAAAAAAAAU4/bY43-vUfX-A/s200/IMG_2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225826495371663298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were seeing all these signs for “Wall Drug” as we headed east across South Dakota. We’re collecting a refrigerator magnet from each state, so Laura suggested we stop there to pick one up at what sounded like a spunky small town drug store. Turns out, it was a full-blown tourist trap with acres of shops, restaurants, and similar trappy stuff. The kids had a blast in the “back yard” area. The kids posed on various critters (here’s Robin on a mythical mid-west jack-a-lope), and Philip and James played tag with this water court that shot water from the ground and a water tower to get you all soaked. James tried to stay dry (and generally succeeded) while Philip tried to get as wet as possible (and overachieved).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIXeMi6RrKI/AAAAAAAAAVA/iFhWZYWFE_c/s1600-h/IMG_2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIXeMi6RrKI/AAAAAAAAAVA/iFhWZYWFE_c/s320/IMG_2461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225827249744358562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also stopped at the Corn Palace further east. The town of Mitchell, SD, has this multi-use building (stage theatre, basketball court, etc.) that they cover in corn cobs each year with a new theme. We’re not likely to see the world’s largest ball of string, so we thought this would be the next best thing. We finally got our SD magnet here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We spent the night at Camp America Campground in Salem, SD, and I can highly recommend it for quiet family overnighters on the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-6624119338179924275?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6624119338179924275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=6624119338179924275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6624119338179924275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6624119338179924275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-road-east-to-missouri-monday-july-21.html' title='On the road east to Missouri – Monday, July 21'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIXdgopz18I/AAAAAAAAAU4/bY43-vUfX-A/s72-c/IMG_2452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-4121281561744946096</id><published>2008-07-21T10:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:42:16.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down time and Mount Rushmore - Sunday, July 20</title><content type='html'>We started the day with our own little worship service and devotional at the campsite. It’s wonderful to worship so close to God’s creation, and this has called to Laura’s mind the verses in Romans 1:19-20 that talk about how His character is revealed, among other places, in His creation. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISgCw6KG6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/C2bHWQrg_C0/s1600-h/IMG_2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISgCw6KG6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/C2bHWQrg_C0/s200/IMG_2379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225477437005634466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Interestingly enough, after each such singing and devotion time we’ve had (with the Kiersteads in Yellowstone and by ourselves now in South Dakota), nearby campers have commented later on how they enjoyed it, or they’ve come to join us. Kara, you’d be happy to know that the songbook you lent me is being put to such good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our current campground (Spokane Creek near Keystone, SD), is well-suited to the rest we craved for today. The kids swam, played mini golf, and generally had an excellent time building dams on the little stream behind our site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISe3QDQ4zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/swPaDjSi2sg/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISe3QDQ4zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/swPaDjSi2sg/s200/IMG_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225476139695268658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took in one cave nearby, the Beautiful Rushmore Cave. Laura did great with her claustrophobia! Surprisingly, it was Philip and acrophobia that got us in trouble. There were several spots that called for climbing long stairways, and some combination in there really got to him. Poor little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After supper we visited the Rushmore monument. The grandeur is there, but I especially appreciated the reminder of how our country has been formed and the principles through the centuries that have shaped it. Each president represents some particular aspect: Washington is formation. Jefferson is the constitution and expansion (Louisiana Purchase). Lincoln is unity and equality. Teddy Roosevelt is equality for all men (not just the rich) and establishment as a world power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISeQvQRIeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tpiSS7dUnD4/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISeQvQRIeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tpiSS7dUnD4/s320/IMG_2420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225475478056411618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note on the picture here: You might notice that the kids are arranged like the presidents behind them (Meredith is Washington, for example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The evening program brought together these thoughts particularly well. A troop of Boy Scouts was camping next door to us (we keep running into Scouts here and there), and they retired the flag in that evening’s ceremony. The ranger leading the program also used that opportunity to honor veterans in attendance. I’m glad to have seen that demonstration of patriotism, and especially glad Laura and my kids shared it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-4121281561744946096?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4121281561744946096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=4121281561744946096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/4121281561744946096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/4121281561744946096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/down-time-and-mount-rushmore-sunday.html' title='Down time and Mount Rushmore - Sunday, July 20'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SISgCw6KG6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/C2bHWQrg_C0/s72-c/IMG_2379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-8145242647057548043</id><published>2008-07-20T14:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:56:52.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel to Mt. Rushmore area – Saturday, July 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We’re taking it a bit slower now. Today we made it to the Black Hills of South Dakota where Mount Rushmore it, but we didn’t do any special sight-seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://library.byways.org/display/84981/PeterNorbeckPigtail_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://library.byways.org/display/84981/PeterNorbeckPigtail_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I’d take this opportunity to describe some of our adventures with roads themselves. Today, for example, we found ourselves on the Iron Mountain Road. It’s a 17-mile scenic byway with “314 curves, 3 pigtail bridges, 3 tunnels, and 14 switchbacks.” What’s a pigtail bridge, you ask? You can see a picture on the right here or read more at the &lt;a href="http://www.byways.org/explore/byways/2459/stories/64787"&gt;Byways website&lt;/a&gt;. It was great to go through that 270-degree curve only to be confronted with a one-lane blind tunnel with a sign that said, “honk before proceeding.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Previously, in Yellowstone, we had learned that my acrophobia needs to be considered when planning routes. We had some stunning drives viewing wildlife, but they also took us up quite high on the mountain sides. It was 30 minutes (or hours?) of sheer white knuckle terror for me (“must … remember … to … breath”). I handled it mostly by slowing down to 20-25 mph and pulling over from time to time to let the funeral procession behind me pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I practiced some and did much better yesterday driving through the Big Horn Mountains. For all you hypermilers out there, you can get 99 mpg in certain places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, back to the Iron Mountain Road today: I’m finally doing better (being hemmed in by trees all around helps), but Laura’s claustrophobia really came through today. She really doesn’t care for me driving right on the edge of the pavement nor for the narrow tunnels. (Keep that in mind and see if we take in some caves in the Black Hills while we’re here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-8145242647057548043?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8145242647057548043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=8145242647057548043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8145242647057548043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8145242647057548043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/travel-to-mt-rushmore-area-saturday.html' title='Travel to Mt. Rushmore area – Saturday, July 19'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-6653583804800553180</id><published>2008-07-20T14:28:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:41:04.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming Dinosaur Center – Friday, July 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOEr9S5ieI/AAAAAAAAAUI/hh_6BmizBaA/s1600-h/Wyoming+Dinosaur+Center.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 164px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOEr9S5ieI/AAAAAAAAAUI/hh_6BmizBaA/s320/Wyoming+Dinosaur+Center.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225165883402979810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;We’re heading east now. Along the way we stopped at the Wyoming Dinosaur Center in Thermopolis, WY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOFuba1gWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/d9MUqvQK-I4/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 126px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOFuba1gWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/d9MUqvQK-I4/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225167025360699746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOGdUa1MNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/iPg09zPkpRs/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOGdUa1MNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/iPg09zPkpRs/s320/IMG_2342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225167830935482578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems that Wyoming (and Utah and Montana) are places where they’ve made some big dinosaur finds. Meredith is our budding paleontologist, but all the kids liked this little stop. They introduced a lot of the geological history of the region and described older sea animals (did you know an ammonite was one of those little crabby things and not just an obstacle to entering the promised land?). They also had several reconstructed skeletons for the bigger land animals … duck-bills, triceratops, T-rex, etc. We ate lunch in the museum before moving on east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-6653583804800553180?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6653583804800553180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=6653583804800553180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6653583804800553180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6653583804800553180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/wyoming-dinosaur-center-friday-july-18.html' title='Wyoming Dinosaur Center – Friday, July 18'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOEr9S5ieI/AAAAAAAAAUI/hh_6BmizBaA/s72-c/Wyoming+Dinosaur+Center.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-6473708347166744820</id><published>2008-07-20T14:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:25:18.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cody and Cowboys – Thursday, July 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOAYJKcBuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nOy3x10mneY/s1600-h/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOAYJKcBuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nOy3x10mneY/s200/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225161144944821986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we sampled the old and new west by hanging around Cody, WY. We hit the tourist shops, lunched at a local diner, watched a gunfight (of sorts), and took in the Cody Stampede Rodeo (voted &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; large outdoor PRCA rodeo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rodeo was the high point for me. You gotta admire the culture that starts its event with a Johnny Cash poem about the flag, the national anthem, and a prayer to God for safety for the competitors and the animals alike. Laura was the only one of us who had seen a rodeo before, and I think we all agreed it was a hoot! As with other things I’ve mentioned here, you can see these things in video, but it’s not the same as being there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOBhvxSb3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/QMCTOhgDiGU/s1600-h/IMG_2310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOBhvxSb3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/QMCTOhgDiGU/s320/IMG_2310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225162409438769010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way in, the kids tried their hand at lassoing a “sheep.” Meredith's a natural and got hers on her first try. During the rodeo, it was striking to see the bucking broncos, the races, the young and old alike trying their best. I think my younger kids really enjoyed the Calf Scramble were they call down all the kids 12 and under (about 300 kids) to swarm and chase two calves with ribbons tied to their tails. The first two kids to bring ribbons to the rodeo clown got prizes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-6473708347166744820?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6473708347166744820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=6473708347166744820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6473708347166744820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6473708347166744820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/cody-and-cowboys-thursday-july-17.html' title='Cody and Cowboys – Thursday, July 17'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SIOAYJKcBuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nOy3x10mneY/s72-c/IMG_2307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-3158377297293897236</id><published>2008-07-17T18:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:58:13.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Cody – Wednesday, July 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_NzXnSbDI/AAAAAAAAATo/Zsm-37RfUWg/s1600-h/Grand+Canyon+and+Falls+in+Yellowstone+panorama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 141px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_NzXnSbDI/AAAAAAAAATo/Zsm-37RfUWg/s400/Grand+Canyon+and+Falls+in+Yellowstone+panorama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224120375168887858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two wonderful things came together for us today. On our last day, exiting the park, we saw an adult eagle and the Artist Point overlook for the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Yellowstone&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Falls&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone opened up.    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_NUlY1jDI/AAAAAAAAATg/IiDiQOgMUjk/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_NUlY1jDI/AAAAAAAAATg/IiDiQOgMUjk/s200/IMG_2277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224119846290426930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_MZdmWdmI/AAAAAAAAATY/wKB0G8zf2Sc/s1600-h/IMG_2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_MZdmWdmI/AAAAAAAAATY/wKB0G8zf2Sc/s200/IMG_2263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224118830587344482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were just driving out along the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Gibbon&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;River&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; when Robin looked up and spotted the eagle. Sorry, no pictures this time. It was fishing along the same river that so many fly fisherman have been working all week.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We also found that we could access &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Yellowstone&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Falls&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; today. Yeah! The access we wanted (minimal tough hiking) had been closed all week, but today it re-opened. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-3158377297293897236?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3158377297293897236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=3158377297293897236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/3158377297293897236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/3158377297293897236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-cody-wednesday-july-16.html' title='Back to Cody – Wednesday, July 16'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH_NzXnSbDI/AAAAAAAAATo/Zsm-37RfUWg/s72-c/Grand+Canyon+and+Falls+in+Yellowstone+panorama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-754973038153881234</id><published>2008-07-17T11:42:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:09:18.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetons – Tuesday, July 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9pz1pWIJI/AAAAAAAAASo/olyT_ySplcg/s1600-h/Jackson+Lake+panorama+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 147px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9pz1pWIJI/AAAAAAAAASo/olyT_ySplcg/s400/Jackson+Lake+panorama+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224010432067805330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9sauEhsqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KerpCWnIwBo/s1600-h/IMG_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9sauEhsqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KerpCWnIwBo/s200/IMG_2197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224013299072479906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James McLaughlin reporting&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today we went to the Tetons. We drove for about two hours. When we got to the Tetons, we spent about half of our time at a visitor center / museum and half at &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Jackson&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the visitor center we went into the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename&gt;Indian&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; heritage. The guest artist was a full-blooded Indian. He was working on a painting, he said that he is going to call it “The Still of the Day.” The museum also has a slide show of Indians in their own land. Some pictures were of mothers taking care of their children and of fathers taking care of the cattle. In some glass cases were Indian tools like hunting knives, clothing, toys, and musical instruments. There was a porch on the back where you could see the Tetons very clearly. There were some modern day violin musicians who played lots of very beautiful songs. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9q3GU6c2I/AAAAAAAAASw/-v0HtkP1U3M/s1600-h/IMG_2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 101px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9q3GU6c2I/AAAAAAAAASw/-v0HtkP1U3M/s320/IMG_2192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224011587596743522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9s0AYeXOI/AAAAAAAAATA/iGULXTLIixQ/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 91px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9s0AYeXOI/AAAAAAAAATA/iGULXTLIixQ/s320/IMG_2201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224013733484715234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a picnic by &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Jackson&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. There were lots of kayakers who were enjoying themselves. We also swam in our shorts, and we found lots of colored rocks. Dad did a triple skip with a rock across the water.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9t50mkmfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZnTaBxtf3n4/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 214px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9t50mkmfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZnTaBxtf3n4/s320/IMG_2246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224014932913461746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9tZej-mdI/AAAAAAAAATI/7mIXr3aOTmA/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9tZej-mdI/AAAAAAAAATI/7mIXr3aOTmA/s200/IMG_2245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224014377241188818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to the Tetons and back we crossed the continental divide. Water on one side flows toward the &lt;st1:place&gt;Atlantic&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Water on the other flows toward the Pacific. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;-- James&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-754973038153881234?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/754973038153881234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=754973038153881234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/754973038153881234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/754973038153881234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/tetons-tuesday-july-15.html' title='Tetons – Tuesday, July 15'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9pz1pWIJI/AAAAAAAAASo/olyT_ySplcg/s72-c/Jackson+Lake+panorama+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-8642168357536689678</id><published>2008-07-17T11:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:41:44.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Faithful Geyser Basin – Monday, July 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9lPHcQTKI/AAAAAAAAASA/a8vEitp1saM/s1600-h/IMG_2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 131px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9lPHcQTKI/AAAAAAAAASA/a8vEitp1saM/s320/IMG_2168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224005403143064738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we visited &lt;st1:place&gt;Old Faithful&lt;/st1:place&gt; on Saturday, we just took in the star attraction and enjoyed a meal with the Kiersteads at the lodge. Today, we returned (just the McLaughlins) and took in much more of the geyser basin. The variety still amazes me. Plus, we witnessed a couple geysers that work in concert or geysers that are higher (but less predictable than OF) or &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;hot springs&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; that are just stunningly colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9ltiiO6aI/AAAAAAAAASI/_GX14TbI9T8/s1600-h/IMG_2179+cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9ltiiO6aI/AAAAAAAAASI/_GX14TbI9T8/s320/IMG_2179+cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224005925811972514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9mWMzTmiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yjHToxWx5Tc/s1600-h/IMG_2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9mWMzTmiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yjHToxWx5Tc/s200/IMG_2178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224006624352639522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw an eaglet today! The Kiersteads had seen the mom or dad yesterday. The eaglet doesn’t have the white plumage on its head yet. We hope to see an adult before we leave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We also saw a whole herd of elk crossing a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9n6PzBlRI/AAAAAAAAASY/tOMmHt5xx7E/s1600-h/IMG_2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9n6PzBlRI/AAAAAAAAASY/tOMmHt5xx7E/s320/IMG_2162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224008343143683346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-8642168357536689678?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8642168357536689678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=8642168357536689678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8642168357536689678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8642168357536689678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-faithful-geyser-basin-monday-july.html' title='Old Faithful Geyser Basin – Monday, July 14'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SH9lPHcQTKI/AAAAAAAAASA/a8vEitp1saM/s72-c/IMG_2168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-976385535908715511</id><published>2008-07-14T17:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:56:47.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down time - Sunday, July 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvKomdfLOI/AAAAAAAAARw/pCIz8dg5NX0/s1600-h/IMG_3625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvKomdfLOI/AAAAAAAAARw/pCIz8dg5NX0/s200/IMG_3625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222990991734025442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today’s a lazy day for us after going so strong the last few days. Ahhh! It’s a time for resting and keeping our gear organized and tidy. (And here’s a picture of a flower Philip took.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We participated in a campground style worship service nearby this morning. I especially saw the significance of singing “Hymn to Joy” while surrounded by the meadow, quiet river, and lofty mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye to the Kiersteads today. It was a great visit together, and I'm glad for them joining us here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvLY68hWeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/j5OV4KpMbd4/s1600-h/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvLY68hWeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/j5OV4KpMbd4/s400/IMG_2112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222991821866621410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we pampered ourselves with showers and laundry in the afternoon. On the way back we ran into a small “animal jam” where a bison was meandering up the road in the opposite lane. I’m told it was the bisons’ trails to begin with and humans have just paved them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-976385535908715511?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/976385535908715511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=976385535908715511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/976385535908715511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/976385535908715511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/down-time-sunday-july-13.html' title='Down time - Sunday, July 13'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvKomdfLOI/AAAAAAAAARw/pCIz8dg5NX0/s72-c/IMG_3625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-7864645323196099270</id><published>2008-07-14T17:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:49:57.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Faithful – Saturday, July 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c4d0a288c45744e4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc4d0a288c45744e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330426090%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84CE78477E4A771F748174DAA32F9B1A95A5E61C.29A1AE71BE239DB94D770F6360E8F4A8EEA53320%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc4d0a288c45744e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db1cysHQdn8ThFg9qWLrfeNAL5Vg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc4d0a288c45744e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330426090%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84CE78477E4A771F748174DAA32F9B1A95A5E61C.29A1AE71BE239DB94D770F6360E8F4A8EEA53320%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc4d0a288c45744e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db1cysHQdn8ThFg9qWLrfeNAL5Vg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day with a small group of bison wandering through the campground. All the campers went diving for cameras. Some campers mainly jumped up and out of the way. (We’ve all heard the cautionary tales about getting too close.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw more elk down by the river that flows through the campground’s meadow. We sat down on one side and the elk grazed right up to the other giving us quite a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvHDRYNSzI/AAAAAAAAARo/2voRgRpmXac/s1600-h/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvHDRYNSzI/AAAAAAAAARo/2voRgRpmXac/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222987051884694322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw painted mud pots and Old Faithful today. By now we’re a bit familiar with how the geyser systems work. The mud pots and nearby springs have many brilliant colors. The water is quite acidic (hence the softening of the surrounding rocks to make the mud). We hope to return to the geysers near Old Faithful before long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some great times around the camp fires at night. I brought my guitar, and my brother-in-law, Van, brought his … so of course we do a lot of singing. Some of the neighbor kids came to join us. We also played the “Animal Game” a bit, and it’s become quite a hit with my kids (bear-moose, moose-bear, etc.!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-7864645323196099270?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c4d0a288c45744e4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7864645323196099270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=7864645323196099270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/7864645323196099270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/7864645323196099270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-faithful-saturday-july-12.html' title='Old Faithful – Saturday, July 12'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvHDRYNSzI/AAAAAAAAARo/2voRgRpmXac/s72-c/IMG_2079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-2473554424514073554</id><published>2008-07-14T17:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:33:28.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Geysers and Wildlife – Friday, July 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvB_17UPzI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qq_xeB8Tj6w/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvB_17UPzI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qq_xeB8Tj6w/s320/IMG_1992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222981495418011442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, April, led us through the geyser basins at Norris and the hot springs at Mammoth. I think everyone was impressed with the wonder and variety of it all: big, small, noisy, quiet, colored in so many ways. Something you don’t get from videos is the full experience of the sound and smells. Intermingled with the hot pine scent is the occasional whiff of sulfur (sometimes overpowering).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, we also saw deer, elk, bison, black bears (cinnamon and true black), and a moose. These don’t come through in pictures well either: The live experience is really worth it. We haven’t seen grizzlies, wolves, coyotes, or foxes yet, but there’s still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew, Josh, told us some important safety tips for hiking in bear country: You should carry bear-strength pepper spray and wear bells. You should also watch for bear signs like tracks and bear scat. Black bear scat will contain nuts and berries. Grizzly scat will smell of pepper spray and contain bells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dfce1c899582a9c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0dfce1c899582a9c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330426090%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C5572788A808B33D046976BBF7E72DDCBC8FBC.7FC6167692AB99017E00F35CF871ABB89D8375CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddfce1c899582a9c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DblgTZGEPxnc4MeDdaYwVuSCPBEY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0dfce1c899582a9c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330426090%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C5572788A808B33D046976BBF7E72DDCBC8FBC.7FC6167692AB99017E00F35CF871ABB89D8375CC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddfce1c899582a9c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DblgTZGEPxnc4MeDdaYwVuSCPBEY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-2473554424514073554?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dfce1c899582a9c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2473554424514073554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=2473554424514073554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/2473554424514073554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/2473554424514073554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/geysers-and-wildlife-friday-july-11.html' title='Geysers and Wildlife – Friday, July 11'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvB_17UPzI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qq_xeB8Tj6w/s72-c/IMG_1992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-889895111048170586</id><published>2008-07-14T17:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:13:23.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone – Thursday, July 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvAV80n__I/AAAAAAAAARQ/EjsiJ3pbFHE/s1600-h/IMG_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvAV80n__I/AAAAAAAAARQ/EjsiJ3pbFHE/s320/IMG_1965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222979676202860530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvAv02sPVI/AAAAAAAAARY/hUjV1qg1Rms/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvAv02sPVI/AAAAAAAAARY/hUjV1qg1Rms/s200/IMG_1980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980120740642130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally arrived today! It occurs to me that most areas of our land are breath-taking in their own way. Yellowstone certainly stands as the leader in this area. We passed through soaring canyons and valleys on the way in. We saw snow coming through the mountain pass from Cody. We saw bison along the way. The land is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We linked up with my sister’s family (April &amp;amp; Van Kierstead with their sons Josh and Drew), set up camp, and planned the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-889895111048170586?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/889895111048170586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=889895111048170586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/889895111048170586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/889895111048170586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellowstone-thursday-july-10.html' title='Yellowstone – Thursday, July 10'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHvAV80n__I/AAAAAAAAARQ/EjsiJ3pbFHE/s72-c/IMG_1965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-6506632336319170509</id><published>2008-07-10T13:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:07:07.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming - Wednesday, July 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZN-cZZw_I/AAAAAAAAARA/GYiJ0RgBFKw/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZN-cZZw_I/AAAAAAAAARA/GYiJ0RgBFKw/s200/IMG_1902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446553152635890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip McLaughlin reporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went from Nebraska to Cody, WY. We're on the doorstep of Yellowstone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall theme for today was the Oregon Trail. We followed the Platte River and we found out what Chimney Rock is made of: layers of sandstone and volcanic ash. Chimney Rock was a landmark that the pioneers would watch for on the trail.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZOpwZ8ogI/AAAAAAAAARI/9O1Z1Foo-AM/s1600-h/IMG_1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZOpwZ8ogI/AAAAAAAAARI/9O1Z1Foo-AM/s320/IMG_1910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221447297258004994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw some ruts in the sandstone that had been left by the thousands of wagons going west. There were cacti there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove a really cool road through the mountains to reach Cody. We spent the night here in a tee-pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we make our final jump into Yellowstone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Philip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-6506632336319170509?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6506632336319170509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=6506632336319170509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6506632336319170509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/6506632336319170509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/wyoming-wednesday-july-9.html' title='Wyoming - Wednesday, July 9'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZN-cZZw_I/AAAAAAAAARA/GYiJ0RgBFKw/s72-c/IMG_1902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-9056895821351762591</id><published>2008-07-10T13:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:55:57.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska - Tuesday, July 8, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZG751lUzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bv7gT8-h1U4/s1600-h/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZG751lUzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bv7gT8-h1U4/s200/IMG_1872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221438812934460210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James McLaughlin reporting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started in St. Joseph, MO, and made it to  Bridgeport, NE, today. When we were driving through the flat land, it amazed me that there were no rocks or trees in sight. It was also very cool how the small hills were arranged. You don't see arrangements of hills like that in Vermont. I thought they should have made a bike path through there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a welcome center on the east side of Nebraska. It showed what it was like back when Lewis and Clark had their expedition. In the front there was a boat on display that was like the one they used. You're allowed to walk on most of the deck (see video). There's a little path that led to a land lodge in the back. A land lodge is a mound of dirt with an entrance made out of wood. The inside is hollow. It has lots of wood to keep from collapsing and a hole in the top so smoke can come out from the fire below. In side the welcome center there was a display of a real live prairie dog. They called their prairie dog "P.D." for prairie dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6877e59f68323a9f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6877e59f68323a9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330426090%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D50EF76AB73BB72F0891BF5BE6403704E6B3984DD.5CD3F4E79B845BD1C0E3A930CDB6C4C85F286E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6877e59f68323a9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv72YluJNtXEUy_rEheBwkPT_ARM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6877e59f68323a9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330426090%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D50EF76AB73BB72F0891BF5BE6403704E6B3984DD.5CD3F4E79B845BD1C0E3A930CDB6C4C85F286E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6877e59f68323a9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv72YluJNtXEUy_rEheBwkPT_ARM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at a campground in Bridgeport, NE, at 9:00. We were hoping to stop earlier, but it was raining so we pressed on. We camped next to a very clear lake. It was very sandy where we pitched our tent. Mom and Dad say the campsite would have been perfect except for the noisy trains on two tracks that were making quite a racket all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--James&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-9056895821351762591?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6877e59f68323a9f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9056895821351762591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=9056895821351762591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/9056895821351762591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/9056895821351762591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/nebraska-tuesday-july-8-2008.html' title='Nebraska - Tuesday, July 8, 2008'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHZG751lUzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bv7gT8-h1U4/s72-c/IMG_1872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1248640797239418583</id><published>2008-07-07T22:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:30:15.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Joseph, MO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHLQE_g5kDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-M4gqlzfbYE/s1600-h/IMG_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHLQE_g5kDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-M4gqlzfbYE/s320/IMG_1834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220463702263304242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made it from Evansville, IN, to St. Joseph, MO, today. Along the way, we stopped at the Gateway Arch on our way west. (It seemed appropriate.) Took in the museum and had a picnic lunch, but didn't actually go up in the arch. Got turned around trying to get out of town (also a bit appropriate if you're at all aware of family lore having to deal with navigation confusion in that part of the world).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New low price for gas today: $3.85!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to be impressed with what seems to be a new development in roadside distractions: Billboard-sized TV screens (ads in motion, wow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law, Martha, put on a great spread for us tonight. We felt very welcome. We're looking forward for the extended visit on the way back east. Quite the fun family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1248640797239418583?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1248640797239418583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1248640797239418583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1248640797239418583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1248640797239418583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/st-joseph-mo.html' title='St. Joseph, MO'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SHLQE_g5kDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-M4gqlzfbYE/s72-c/IMG_1834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-9119336847970676937</id><published>2008-07-05T16:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T16:17:41.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day, part 2 - Evansville, IL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SG_VtY0rkzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/klxudCOMhiQ/s1600-h/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SG_VtY0rkzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/klxudCOMhiQ/s320/IMG_1801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219625468879934258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, the celebration last night did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; disappoint! After some Roman candles and more bottle rockets in the Hochwenders' back yard, we migrated to the waterfront. Tons of people gathered along the Ohio River there for the show to begin. Even before it started, you could see various amateur displays going on along the banks on both sides. Wal-Mart here is selling packages that include "festival balls" ... just about like what we see in professional displays (the big starbursts up in the air). --Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-9119336847970676937?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9119336847970676937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=9119336847970676937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/9119336847970676937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/9119336847970676937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/independence-day-part-2-evansville-il.html' title='Independence Day, part 2 - Evansville, IL'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SG_VtY0rkzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/klxudCOMhiQ/s72-c/IMG_1801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1537604840897289011</id><published>2008-07-04T17:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T17:43:40.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day! Evansville, IN</title><content type='html'>Friday, July 4: Easy day here in town with the Hochwenders. Chris and I picked up some great noisy fireworks to corrupt our kids with. (Vermont only allows sparklers and smoke makers ... "oooh, now it's red smoke!") Anyway, Philip and James have definitely seen the value of some good bottle rockets. We have high hopes for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless America! We're built on greatness that goes way beyond gunpowder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1537604840897289011?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1537604840897289011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1537604840897289011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1537604840897289011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1537604840897289011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/independence-day-evansville-in.html' title='Independence Day! Evansville, IN'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-771571125724060230</id><published>2008-07-04T17:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T17:40:26.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evansville, IN</title><content type='html'>Thursday, July 3: We reached Evansville, IN, where our friends the Hochwenders live. We'll stay here several days and celebrate Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our drive today we worked a little on the boys' requirements for the Bear level of Cub Scouts. We included the whole family in the part where we discuss what makes America special. The big thing was the freedoms we enjoy. And, today's trip is a striking example if only for the freedom to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-771571125724060230?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/771571125724060230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=771571125724060230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/771571125724060230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/771571125724060230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/evansville-in.html' title='Evansville, IN'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-5877995836821188355</id><published>2008-07-04T17:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T17:37:48.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Geneva State Park, Geneva, OH</title><content type='html'>8 p.m. on Wednesday, July 2: We made it to our first campground. Day took 13 hours driving instead of 12 (whew!). Campground quite pleasant on the shores of Lake Erie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura started a "scientist's report" that we'll take turns with each day. She has things like types of animals spotted, prices of gas we see, etc. High price today was $4.29, but we didn't pay nearly that much ourselves. (We tanked up at $4.03 before leaving Vermont and the price in OH is $3.99.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rained on&lt;/span&gt; during this camping night. The tent held up well, even against some stiff winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough of a dull blog. Let's see if future posts can be more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-5877995836821188355?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5877995836821188355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=5877995836821188355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/5877995836821188355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/5877995836821188355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/geneva-state-park-geneva-oh.html' title='Geneva State Park, Geneva, OH'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-1614011780519655037</id><published>2008-07-02T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:09:00.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Left for Yellowstone at 6:09!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-1614011780519655037?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1614011780519655037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=1614011780519655037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1614011780519655037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/1614011780519655037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/left-for-yellowstone-at-609.html' title=''/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-8229501242101865321</id><published>2008-06-30T21:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:49:30.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cub scout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battleship cove'/><title type='text'>Battleship Cove 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGmM_V39gJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EooTQ9XkBb8/s1600-h/IMG_1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGmM_V39gJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EooTQ9XkBb8/s400/IMG_1771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217856663116939410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip, James, and I went with the Cub Scouts to Battleship Cove in Fall River, MA, over the weekend. Yes, we spent the night on a WWII battleship ... the USS Massachusetts. The cool thing for me was that it wasn't just a big museum. It put things together in context. You could see and get your hands on equipment. You could imagine how hot it was in the battleship on the job. You could smell the machine oil in the engine room. As James said, "It's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; museum ever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted our group photo here, but you can see more in my &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mclaugpa/CubScoutBattleshipCove2008"&gt;photo album&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-8229501242101865321?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8229501242101865321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=8229501242101865321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8229501242101865321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/8229501242101865321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/battleship-cove-2008.html' title='Battleship Cove 2008'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGmM_V39gJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EooTQ9XkBb8/s72-c/IMG_1771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161431850229911656.post-3695615011581855972</id><published>2008-06-24T13:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:56:54.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's about time I entered the blogosphere. In this blog I expect to post news of the family (yeah! another family blog) ... and also some deep thinking and analysis on the issues confronting us today. Clearly, I have an overly-optimistic view of where this is likely to go! Stay tuned and let's hope for something worthwhile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161431850229911656-3695615011581855972?l=paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3695615011581855972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161431850229911656&amp;postID=3695615011581855972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/3695615011581855972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161431850229911656/posts/default/3695615011581855972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulmclaughlinsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog!'/><author><name>Paul McLaughlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00559428863819142573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G-2iaKVPNGY/SGErnirs9aI/AAAAAAAAANk/z4B4KVLCYBs/S220/McLaughlin+Family.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
