Tonight I sat out on the back porch and played until the mosquitos drove me inside. After a summer of relative peace they seem to have come out with a vengeance for the last throes of good weather. I have several bites on my hands and a few on my face but it was worth it to sit and play because there won’t be many more days left to do that in this part of the country. I figure if I can play outside in October I’m real lucky.
We played at the Pend Oreille Bluegrass Festival this past weekend and had a great time. I think we actually played a few of our better sets this year. Of course, we have had all year to practice and play the songs so we should be getting them down by now.
I was going to stay in the Silverado Motel but you know what? I opted for the Home Hotel and drove there each night. I was going to check into the Silverado on Saturday night but it just seemed to be a little on the cold side for pickin’ so I said to heck with it.
This weekend we’re out to George, WA for the last of the season. Time to slow down a little bit and get ready for next year. We’ve been getting a few interesting offers and I’ll share those as time goes by and we get things firmed up.

Happy Trails,
Jim

Howdy! We played at Moograss over the weekend and it was a lot of fun. Moograss is a festival in Tillamook, Oregon and its primary purpose is to raise funds for the band programs in the area schools so we were more than happy to particpate in the event. It’s the second time we have played it and the atmosphere is very relaxed and the weather was gorgeous, although it did get a little cold in the Silverado Motel. A stocking cap on the old bald head probably would have taken care of that but I survived.
I got to hang out with old friends like Nikki and Clyde Clevenger, Dennis Berck and a host of others, including the Misty Mamas, Jeff Shippy and Matt Grey.
On Sunday morning, at about 5 am I woke up and had a short debate with myself about staying and I decided to hit the road. I drove up the Oregon coast to Astoria and crossed the bridge into Washington. It was nice being on the road at that time of day because the only people on the road were fishermen and I saw several boats heading out into the Pacific Ocean as I drove north through all the bays. The mouth of the Columbia was really crowded. Not being any sort of fisherman I have no idea what they were trying to catch.
Stopped in Seattle to see my younger son and then headed east to Spokane. Saw some interesting drivers along the way but made it home safe and sound about 7:30 pm as the sun was dipping below the horizon. A perfect day in my book being on the road for about 13 hours.
We are winding down the season over the next two weeks, playing in Cusick, WA next weekend and then George, WA the following weekend. See ya down the road!

Happy Trails,
jim