Just resurfacing after a fabulous Nariel Creek - for non-Aussies it's a hidden valley in the foothills of the Snowy Mountains where folkies camp with their families Christmas to New Year and amazing things happen. This year's highlights included arriving on Christmas Day after a five hour drive to find 20 feet of table being laid out for a communal Christmas dinner, six harps playing together on the Creek bank, a church organ under canvas, and the formation of the Nariel Creek Ukelele Showband - I'm still trying to get Lets Talk Dirty In Hawaiian out of my head.

I discovered that there were some other Mudcatters there I didn't know were Mudcatters, who were you, and how was it for you?

Chris