lou, mr. bear, and i made the three and a half hour trek to masontown, west virginia and met up, quite easily, with mr. johnson and h-mf-c
himself. usually, at a festival so large, it is pretty difficult to find the campsite that your friends saved for you, but, as luck might have it, we got sent in the back way and ran smack into the duo. unfortunately, they had already set up their tents, my favorite part of any camping experience. we planned on sleeping in the back of the vedge, so we were ready for music and relaxation.
himself. usually, at a festival so large, it is pretty difficult to find the campsite that your friends saved for you, but, as luck might have it, we got sent in the back way and ran smack into the duo. unfortunately, they had already set up their tents, my favorite part of any camping experience. we planned on sleeping in the back of the vedge, so we were ready for music and relaxation.the first night, and by far the highlight of my weekend, started with mr. phil lesh and friends. although, as i texted to mr. barefoot, no eyes of the world, my ripple virginity was taken and it was far more beautiful than others lost. other great elements of the weekend included keller playing with the wmds, tea leaf green, and derek trucks and susan tedeschi's soul stew review.
by far, the worst part of the weekend, killer hills to climb to the music and back to the campsite. my calves are killing me, but i had a great time.
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