Telluride Bluegrass, Sunday

In the previous three festivals that we have attended, we never hung around for Sunday's sets (burning rubber back to the front range). This year, I was determined to stick it out. This is no easy task. On top of physical and mental exhaustion, the sun was burning HOT again. This guy was, of course, inviting this with his shirt. Why not, we are totally solar powered!

The dude on the left is an excellent metaphor for the average mental condition of the crowd on Sunday. Arrgh!

~FESTIVAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL~ !!!!

I *CAN'T WAIT* for next year...