Lavorne and I arrived late Thursday, after waiting forty five minutes for Dan at the Maine State Prison store. Yep we waited at the Prision store! We set up our tent, after a lecture onthe rules from the owner of the Lobster Bouy campsite yep we must have looked like trouble makers! The set up of the tent was much easier this time. Although it was good to have those hamburgers which Wayne insisted that I pack. Dinner was quick and easly after we got the fire started...what possed us to use the charcoal grille the first night?
Friday saw us rise and shine to take a walk on the breakwater..at that point I had no camera..so no pictures..maybe I'll be able to convince Wayne to walk the breakwater with me someday...Then we did a trip to Walmart (bought the camera a Kodak C128), bought some really nice steaks, hung around the camp site, learned to use the camera and then went in town to hear Pat Pepin at the Farnsworth.
The big event of the festival this year for Lavorne (my blues partner) and I was the fact that Pat Pepin got to play on the main stage! Really I should say the lawn at the Farnsworth (very posh), the festival,Mc Hales on Saturday night and The time out Pub for brunch on Sunday. She was incredibale and Bryan Lee was very generous to welcome her on to the stage. Pat has been and now most likely will continue to be a very busy girl. Just three years ago, I met Pat (she is an old school buddy of Lavorne's), Pat told us her dream was to be playing on the main stage of the festival...sure enough there she was! I need a dream that I go after like that.....
The festival was great and brings together some really great artist, so other than Bryan Lee my favorites were Biscuit Miller, Shakura S'Aida and Moreland & Arbuckel. Both Shkura and Moreland & Arbuckel played Sunday in the fog and pouring rain. We ended up leaving early on Sunday because we were so soaking We ate sandwhiches in the car Sunday night because it was still raining so hard...luckly the tent kept all of the rain out...it was our wet clothes that brought in the rain.
Oh yes and we must mention the skunk, whom I first met on Friday night or early Saturday morning, that time he was walking in frount of the bath house. Then again I met our favorite skunk on my way to the bathroom about 3 AM on Saturday night. The skunk kept walking right down the road, while I took a hike over the lawn...better safe than sorry...Not to be left out of the Sunday madness, our friend the skunk came visiting our site Sunday night...Lavorne heard him under the picnic table turned on the light and you guessed it we had the lovely perfume of ode de skunk! Luckly not bad...just enough to let you know he was unhappy fellow.
The camping area where we stay is the Lobster Bouy in So Thomastan, a very small family run facility with only a rustic bath house. There are sites on the ocean and with electriciy for campers...but we use the old tent and no electricity in the woods site. There is nothing like laying on a air mattress, staring at the sky, listening to the ocean sounds in the back ground and giggling with a good friend.
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