As I said, I had gone back to camp earlier to make sure things were as secured as possible and to attach the tent to the car just in case I needed to sleep in there that night. Good thing I had. I awoke about 4 a.m. to raging winds and wicked rain. I seemed securely attached…for now. The wind was blowing so hard that my tent was beginning to lean sideways.
"There's nothing better than a music festival in the heartland of the country," said Jeff Austin of Yonder Mountain String Band on the festival's last day. Even though I can think of some things that are better, there is a lot of truth to this statement. Despite its sputtering start with heightened police threats, and at times clueless security, the third