Hiya Darlin',
Despite having 30db earplugs in, I could still hear the thumping of the music next door, tough to sleep, and every time I woke up, it was still going, even at 3:00 in the morning. I think I napped during the set changes, and that was about it! I heard music at 7:00 as well, don't know if they actually stopped for a few hours, or I finally slept through it, but I can't say I'll be sorry when this is over, it's getting rather nerve-racking. I know I sound like my parents when I say this, but why does it have to be so dang loud! They're a mile away, and I can still feel the bass beat in my bones! Oh, well! I got up to my alarm and did my chores, then got ready to go on a lovely kayak journey, thanks to the gratitude and generosity of my hosts, who also work the Canoe Outpost at the Music park. Met the van at the local convenience at about 10:30, and was driven to the four-mile out launch, which is located in the Mattair area, where I've ridden previously with Sheila and her mule Pete. A tricky road, if you can call it that, more like a trail, for the van and canoe trailer, but it is what it is! I thought I would be with a group, I didn't want them to make a special trip for me, but the group changed their minds and only went on the one hour, which was a different launch point, so I ended up doing it on my own, which, as you know, is perfectly fine with me. I really enjoyed the peace and quiet for the first half of the trip. I had one small group pass me, they started about 70 miles south and have been camping along the way, which sounds like a lot of fun. Once I got to Suwanee Springs, I got a chance to see the graffiti bridge from a different angle, usually I'm on top with Flash. There were a lot of people on the bridge, and a bit further on, I could start hearing the music. I actually liked the sound of the group that was playing, it was more bluegrass, with fiddle and banjo and a bass that I think was a string bass (rather than an electric) but I wasn't sure. Soon I was passing tents that were precariously perched above the river, passed a incredible tree house, and finally, passed the beach, which was extremely crowded and noisy. I was getting a bit concerned about getting a secondhand high from what I could smell in the air. I found out later that there is a burn ban (we haven't had any rain in a long time), so there weren't any campfires. Deb told me when I finally got to the outpost that campfire smoke is usually really bad during the festivals, so it's nothing this year. Unfortunately, the firewood guys didn't make any money this time around because of it. We chatted for a bit, then a group came up and wanted to go out, and that was my opportunity to get taken back to my truck. It took twice as long to get out of the park as it did to get from the park to the Springs, as the roads were full of bikers and pedestrians. The place was absolutely packed! Tents and campers were crammed in together with hardly room to breathe! Not my scene, for sure. Anyway, got back to camp by 2:00, relaxed for the afternoon, since tomorrow will be the beginning of a very busy week. Watched another good movie about the dark side of the pharmaceutical sales business, time for shower and bed! Good night, sweetie! Love you!
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