I remember Fox Hollow. Rain, mud and more rain. My first visit was in 1972 or 73 with Gordon Bok. That's when I first saw Jean Redpath, love at first sight!
The second time, Marshall Dodge was there too. He did a set in the morning, then, in the afternoon, he did another set, and afterwards, a young man said to him, "You should have seen that guy this am, he was funnier than you"!
One morning, I came out of my camper, and there was he reading PLATO! before breakfast. He was quite a guy, and I still miss him.