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		<title>Craddoke: Created page with &quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;Session 4 – November 14, 2018&#039;&#039;&#039; == A Travelogue: From the City to the Hinterland. == === Accident in the Hinterland === While exploring the wilds on the outskirts of tow...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Session 4 – November 14, 2018&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; == A Travelogue: From the City to the Hinterland. == === Accident in the Hinterland === While exploring the wilds on the outskirts of tow...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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== A Travelogue: From the City to the Hinterland. ==&lt;br /&gt;
=== Accident in the Hinterland ===&lt;br /&gt;
While exploring the wilds on the outskirts of town, we were in a steep valley and encountered some&lt;br /&gt;
poor souls killed in an avalanche. We looked for signs of life, and finding none, their ID, in hopes of&lt;br /&gt;
alerting their families.&lt;br /&gt;
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While examining the disaster, we were met by some frontier law enforcement, who at first accused us&lt;br /&gt;
of foul play, but seeing the rocks from the landslide and the types of injuries, they requested our&lt;br /&gt;
assistance to continue as we were. So until the light faded, we examined the rocks for signs of life, or&lt;br /&gt;
signs of a poor unfortunate soul.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One finds on the outskirts of civilization that one is often required to perform their public duty with no&lt;br /&gt;
hope of recompense or reward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some of the deceased lacked identification, or we could not find it. Others had no known family&lt;br /&gt;
respond to postings of their demise. Such incidents should give us all pause to reflect on our lot in life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There is no justice in such events, and no chance of revenge for the callous hand of nature.&lt;br /&gt;
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~ Horatio Conant [Pen Name used to protect my job.]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Craddoke</name></author>
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