Here's a great example of a recent middle I experienced. We were Geocaching at Tetherow Crossing during Spring Break. Everyone seemed to enjoy the exercise and company. Geocaching is a great adventure.

When I reflect back on any truly great story, it is so difficult to "start at the beginning" or come to "the end." To oversimplify my thoughts, then if having no beginning and no end makes a story great, then logic would tell us that clearly the middle- where the action happens, is not usually what people remember most. I love the discreet ripple effect in the middle of this picture, do you think anyone notices?