We had an incredible bit of luck Friday morning. We found a mechanic who would make a house call, and he turned out to own an RV identical to Kendall's. What's the odds of that?

It turns out where there is a hidden switch in that model that disconnects the battery from the system, that had somehow gotten thrown. The mechanic switched it back on, took his money and left. Then we left from here about noon Friday, arriving 3:00 or so.

We lucked out on festival weather this year. It was not raining during the day on Friday, but it rained gently in the night after we were all tucked in. Saturday dawned dark and cloudy, then cleared up fairly quickly. Then it was sunny, but not too hot, until about the time we left, 4:00 Sunday or so. And it rained lightly on the way home.

Kendall and Jacqui decided to stay over Sunday night, so I presume they'll be back home this evening sometime.

Very nice weekend. As usual, we spend more time hanging around telling lies or swapping songs than listening to the concerts. The Raisin Pickers are very much worth hearing if you get the chance. And there were some excellent workshops. I particularly enjoyed the flatpicking one with Stecher, Gambetta, the guy from the Raisin Pickers, and the two guys from Annie & the Hedonists.

We fed Jacqui and Kendall a dinner here, and a breakfast which Jacqui mostly cooked; and they insisted on having us for most of the meals we ate there. Heck of a good payback.

Peter.