Annual snow trip time! This year, the gang headed to Aspen, CO to partake in the epically, pillowy-fresh snow of the Rocky Mountains. We found time to hit up 3 parks in 3 days, the quintessential: Aspen, Aspen Highlands, and Snowmass. We stayed at a little VRBO in Woody Creek and threw ourselves down the mountain for an epic long weekend.
I got the invite from my Skilletation Nation friends to come up for the Purple Pig Music Festival in Naples, New York. It was in the backyard of my amigos from the North, though it was a good five hour drive for me. Totally worth it.
It was bitterly cold those nights, or maybe I just forgot that it was late September and didn’t pack accordingly. I chose to forgo the tent and camp in my (aptly named) Mini, and every bone in my spine regretted that choice. Still, for as cold as it was (and as under-prepared as I happened to be), I was thankful for the option to start the car up every once in a while and blast some heat.
I have been doing the small, local festival circuit for a few years, and have been really anxious to try to one of the larger domestic festivals. Bonnaroo seemed to fit well; I had a few friends interested in going, and the festival also boasted a killer line-up this year. My friends Maranie, Kristen, and Evan signed up for a little RV excursion, and we crammed in to the little camper for five days away from home.
Seriously, I’m not sure. The All Good Festival is a place to make wonderful memories and forget them just as quickly.
I consider myself a festival veteran at this point. I’ve been to dozens of smaller outdoor music festivals and I usually feel very safe and comfortable. All Good made me feel like it was my first time. And everyone remembers their first time a little differently than the rest, don’t they? 😉
Last night, I caught Donna the Buffalo when the rolled through Pittsburgh on their seemingly never-ending tour of the Eastern Standard time zone.
The show was in one of my favorite spaces in Pittsburgh, Mr. Smalls. I got to see a new artist I haven’t heard of before, Hoots and Hellmouth. I am going to explore their discography a little more and then write a blog post about them in the future.
It is 3 days of camping, music and love. It is a journey away from routine. It is the event my friends and I look forward to the most every year.
It’s the Great Blue Heron Music Festival in Sherman, NY. You may have heard me mention it a few times.