Man, what a blast! Fun like that dosn't happen by mistake. What an organization!
The rain, the roof, the amazing fire whose twisting flame licked the sky, Unfrozencaveman, KenG, 4 guitars and the one and only Pete Hickey, astoundingly good food, many, many beers and shooters into the wee hours of the morning...an excellent gang of very good people. These elements all came together at an intersection of space and time. The planet hurtled blindly through space and on it we rode, wildly through the night, guided by nothing.
And then,
it was Sunday morning.
Thanks Spence, Maddy, Brian, Brian's parents and all those fellow Earth riders who made this event.