Moonchild and RiB, there were definitely some physical drawbacks! One long-time attendee who came all the way from Portland, OR, said that she's prefer a campsite, almost any campsite, that had doors on the johns. A sewer pump broke and the bathroom buildings in three of the cabin areas were totally unusable, so those people had to walk not 60 or 70 feet, but over the hills and through the woods to use the potty in the nearest cabin area where they were still functioning. Yuck!

-- And it rained from Saturday night til Monday morning, and since we have had umpteen weeks of rain, the ground was already soggy and turned to gooey mud in lots of places where the park service hasn't put any gravel on the paths... And the level of maintenance of the cabins is even worse than it used to be ... And the woods were rotting before our very eyes from the soggy perpetual rain we've been having.... and besides they smelled bad from the sewer break.... One couple ("Hardscrabble Farm") who raise mushrooms, were in ecstasy because there were dozen and dozens of different kinds of mushrooms growing huge all around us at the edge of the woods.... And we had a salad and cold cut lunch on Saturday and nobody had enough foresight to put it out in the dining hall where two lines could make their selections at the same time, so some people were still standing in line for food when the afternoon concerts started. Jennifer Woods started the Songs From History workshop 20 minutes late because she didn't get any food til time for the workshop to start.

And, shame on me, some people were unhappy because there were *too many good workshops going on at the same time!!!* -- It got really frustrating. I had set up all these sessions and as the weekend went on, I realized that every single session was something that I really wanted to see. Sorry, no can do. And people were scheduled opposite a workshop they really wanted to participate in. And... and... and....

But it was still wonderful wonderful wonderful.