A slightly belated festival post.
Last weekend was Wild Magic at Lothlorien. A good time was had by all. It was wonderful to see some friends that I haven't seen nearly enough of recently. And unlike Elf Fest, I managed to leave my anxiety (what little there has been of it) at home. I just had an overall good time instead of an okay time punctuated by a few really good moments and a few really bad ones.
We were hoping to head down on Thursday night after we both got off of work, but we just didn't have it together enough to get packed and out the door by a time that would still let us get in the gate before it was closed for the night. So we waited and took our time and headed out late on Friday morning and got there early in the afternoon. We got unloaded quickly and got the car parked, then had lunch and took our time setting up camp. It was nice to be able to slack off on setting up instead of being in a rush to get it done before dark, or fumbling around trying to set up in the dark. I've gotten pretty good over the years at setting up in the dark, but its nice to avoid it if possible.
I crashed kind of early on Friday night. . . before midnight I think. I went to get something from the tent and decided to stretch out for a few minutes and the next thing I knew it was starting to get light outside. I think Nikki tried to wake me up at one point but failed and ended up in bed with me. I found out on Saturday that no one ended up staying up. It was just a low energy night.
Saturday was good. . . Didn't do much except cook and lounge around. Made fried potatoes and eggs for breakfast, fried catfish and rice for dinner. The catfish was fabulous and will probably be in regular rotation for dinner at home for a while.
Saturday night was much more lively. I drummed a hell of a lot and my hands are still recovering to some extent. I just don't play as often as I used to and I've gotten kind of soft. We had some wonderful jams though, and it was well worth the pain. I also found a lot more opportunity to play my frame drum than I usually do which was nice. I had a little trouble getting through the early morning lull before blue light and discordia and the usual chaos that ensues, but I made it and had a very fun morning. I think we had a good 20 people or so in the dome for Resh, which is pretty good. Not the most I've seen, but there were a few of the usual dome rats who were absent this festival.
I didn't get nearly as much sleep as I would have liked before the tent got too hot for me. We didn't stick around too late into the afternoon. . . got packed up and headed out and were home by about 4 or so. Had pizza for dinner and went to bed really early.
I know I've slacked off as usual and left out a ton of stuff. I'm lazy, and tired.
We were hoping to head down on Thursday night after we both got off of work, but we just didn't have it together enough to get packed and out the door by a time that would still let us get in the gate before it was closed for the night. So we waited and took our time and headed out late on Friday morning and got there early in the afternoon. We got unloaded quickly and got the car parked, then had lunch and took our time setting up camp. It was nice to be able to slack off on setting up instead of being in a rush to get it done before dark, or fumbling around trying to set up in the dark. I've gotten pretty good over the years at setting up in the dark, but its nice to avoid it if possible.
I crashed kind of early on Friday night. . . before midnight I think. I went to get something from the tent and decided to stretch out for a few minutes and the next thing I knew it was starting to get light outside. I think Nikki tried to wake me up at one point but failed and ended up in bed with me. I found out on Saturday that no one ended up staying up. It was just a low energy night.
Saturday was good. . . Didn't do much except cook and lounge around. Made fried potatoes and eggs for breakfast, fried catfish and rice for dinner. The catfish was fabulous and will probably be in regular rotation for dinner at home for a while.
Saturday night was much more lively. I drummed a hell of a lot and my hands are still recovering to some extent. I just don't play as often as I used to and I've gotten kind of soft. We had some wonderful jams though, and it was well worth the pain. I also found a lot more opportunity to play my frame drum than I usually do which was nice. I had a little trouble getting through the early morning lull before blue light and discordia and the usual chaos that ensues, but I made it and had a very fun morning. I think we had a good 20 people or so in the dome for Resh, which is pretty good. Not the most I've seen, but there were a few of the usual dome rats who were absent this festival.
I didn't get nearly as much sleep as I would have liked before the tent got too hot for me. We didn't stick around too late into the afternoon. . . got packed up and headed out and were home by about 4 or so. Had pizza for dinner and went to bed really early.
I know I've slacked off as usual and left out a ton of stuff. I'm lazy, and tired.