Day 79

Day 79

Sunday May 18th
48th Annual Topanga Canyon Banjo
Fiddle Contest & Folk Festival (105 degrees in the shade)

While my guitar gently weeps...

It is a fiddle festival after all...

The only three people at the fest that played neither the banjo nor the fiddle!

This is the banjo part of the festival.

Totally disinterested, her mind is on Game 7 of the Celtics- Cavs match-up she is missing. (ps. Celtics win!)

Back at the Ventura Vixens pad.

Let's just say the drive back to Ventuckey was a real pain in the butt. The sun was burning out my optical nerves the whole way with no pause. When we finally pulled in we were just in time to catch up with Jewel and A-Dog coming back from Joshua Tree. We were chit chatting in the driveway when a dude pushing a cart selling boiled corn rolled on by. Talk about hitting the spot. We were stoked! We never did find out what exactly the white stuff was he smothered the ears with, but it was dang tasty! It was the perfect end to a great day! To make it even better, no one died this time which is cool by me.

Fresh corn & ice cold slushies, how can you go wrong?

The mystery white goo, still not sure what it is.

Sparky going to town on a fresh ear, minus the Prius in the background and we could be in Cuba or TJ or Montevideo!