I'm probably not the best person to write up the trip report since I didn't arrive until 4:00 PM on Saturday, I didn't hike or paddle, and I didn't play any music. But I have a camera and I'm not afraid to use it. 
The drive up from Boston on Saturday was a horror show, with torrential downpours that slowed down my trip to nearly double the normal time. As I showed up and found a parking spot by driving over a horseshoe pit and nearly holed my radiator, people were drifting in from some hikes and the band was organizing the sound system and figuring out the playlist. There were seemingly dozens of musicians wandering about, and SherpaK was trying to cable up 40-50 pieces of amplifier technology, all powered by 4 gerbils running on a teeny, tiny treadmill.
I disposed of a great deal of excess pottery (thank you all for hauling it away) and we checked to see if the beer supply would be adequate. Some mean girls showed up but we sent them to the pond and they seemed to mellow out. More band members kept arriving, like Deadheads sensing a free lunch, and the party guests were getting ready. The weather was hot and steamy, but no rain was in sight.
The band started playing the first set around 7:00 and things just took off. There were blues sets, Dead sets, Otter sets, and straight out rocker sets. People danced, hung out down on the water, chatted and caught up with friends, and I believe I saw one or two people drinking beer. Fortunately the neighbors were all there partying, because the sound was loud enough that they'd never been able to communicate with the police if they wanted to. Loons in four counties were applying for federal relief. But the sound quality kicked ass and none of the amps emitted a shower of sparks.
Things wound down around 1:00 AM after getting complaints from the FAA that we were interrupting trans-Atlantic flights with bass induced turbulence. People wandered off to tents and the campground and the stalwarts in the band broke down the sound system. This morning we hit the Egg-something restaurant for breakfast and said our goodbyes. Bearly Live 07 will go down in history as one of the most enjoyed rock'n'roll festivals pulled off with 20 minutes of planning and 3 cases of cold beer.
Of course, a big shout out to our hosts: Elle and SherpaK! Without you guys, none of this would have been necessary!
Photos HERE
-dave-
The drive up from Boston on Saturday was a horror show, with torrential downpours that slowed down my trip to nearly double the normal time. As I showed up and found a parking spot by driving over a horseshoe pit and nearly holed my radiator, people were drifting in from some hikes and the band was organizing the sound system and figuring out the playlist. There were seemingly dozens of musicians wandering about, and SherpaK was trying to cable up 40-50 pieces of amplifier technology, all powered by 4 gerbils running on a teeny, tiny treadmill.
I disposed of a great deal of excess pottery (thank you all for hauling it away) and we checked to see if the beer supply would be adequate. Some mean girls showed up but we sent them to the pond and they seemed to mellow out. More band members kept arriving, like Deadheads sensing a free lunch, and the party guests were getting ready. The weather was hot and steamy, but no rain was in sight.
The band started playing the first set around 7:00 and things just took off. There were blues sets, Dead sets, Otter sets, and straight out rocker sets. People danced, hung out down on the water, chatted and caught up with friends, and I believe I saw one or two people drinking beer. Fortunately the neighbors were all there partying, because the sound was loud enough that they'd never been able to communicate with the police if they wanted to. Loons in four counties were applying for federal relief. But the sound quality kicked ass and none of the amps emitted a shower of sparks.
Things wound down around 1:00 AM after getting complaints from the FAA that we were interrupting trans-Atlantic flights with bass induced turbulence. People wandered off to tents and the campground and the stalwarts in the band broke down the sound system. This morning we hit the Egg-something restaurant for breakfast and said our goodbyes. Bearly Live 07 will go down in history as one of the most enjoyed rock'n'roll festivals pulled off with 20 minutes of planning and 3 cases of cold beer.
Of course, a big shout out to our hosts: Elle and SherpaK! Without you guys, none of this would have been necessary!
Photos HERE
-dave-
