We had a great time but got home exhausted Saturday night around 11:00. Should have brought the luggage cart to roll the bass along rather than lugging it along with guitar, banjo and 500lb gig bag crammed with stuff from one end of that huge school to the instrument check at the other end. Thanks to Jim Bean for helping on one of the trips. And Frank should have brought a backpack, because there was only so much junk we could jam into my purse. So now we know.

I really didn't care for the remote parking. After getting to the high school, we ended up driving several miles back toward where we came from to get to the lot. Then we waited in line with about 100 people at a forgotten bus stop. A driver finally showed up to get us about 1/2 hour later. At the end of the day, we had to take a bus to this remote lot, get our car, and then go back to the school to get all our instruments and stuff, and then retrace our ride to get back onto the highway. Round trip added over an hour to the day which was not fun.

I was told at the check-in table that they are looking for another venue, so that issue might get better.

Other than that, I was totally dazzled by the programs and talent and good food and vendors and friendly crowds. And what a crowd! I couldn't believe how many people, literally thousands! There was a steady agenda of workshops and dances, plus some of the greatest music you could ever hope to hear in every corner of the grounds.

It was nice to see some mudcatters (yes, MMario's mudcat t-shirt gave him away) and other folks I knew from the folk community around Connecticut. I was hoping that was Animaterra's Morris team I took photos of, thinking it sure looked like I remembered her looking when I met her at NOMAD last November! Should have also grabbed some photos of Dick & Susan & Sandy & Caroline. Karen K did a great program of gospel and ballads, and we were pleased to be part of it.

If we get to Old Songs, we for sure will camp. This day-tripping is too tiring and we end up missing some of the fun!