Our family had quite a scare last night when on his way to Town Park from Oregon Pete blew a tire and rolled our synchro a bunch of times, ripping off the top of the van and strewing gear (and tickets) across the highway. Amazingly enough, and of course most importantly, Pete walked away with just a small scratch but it did put our festival plans in question. We're feeling so very blessed and extremely grateful to the folks who've already offered help in the way of gear, tickets and love that will allow us to celebrate our 15th year festivating with you all in a couple days. Thank you so much. And I know I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, but this is a pretty special little community we have here. I'm so happy to be part of it.
May your journeys be safe ones folks.
Listening to:
my heart beat