The beautiful Dreaming Creek Stage is the highlight of the whole Festival and the headliners each night play here. I'm pretty sure this shot was during the Taj Mahal set, before the rain took over the skies.
A glorious example of what three days of camping does to your appendages. I don't know these people so I can't credit them; I thank them for their feet though.
The crowd was incredible. I love how you see people from every walk and background at festivals. Yuppies, Hippies, Hipsters, Preps and everyone in between are all welcomed with open arms here. Isn't this how life is supposed to be?
Taj Mahal doing his magic; he really got down to some Mississippi Blues. I learned a really cool historical note before he started, when the Rolling Stones first came to the US he was the one person they requested to see perfrom. I think that's pretty cool and tells you that this man is a true icon.
Tomorrow I'll talk a little about vendor food and the new water system they had this year. Love. big kiss, bekuh
