We went down and camped in Brushwood on Friday and Alleghany on Saturday. The fireflies at both places were really amazing, although we were a little early for the synchronous ones. I would have loved to stay at Alleghany more.

It was so freaking dark when we walked for the fireflies there. It's insane when the only light your eyes can pick up are from their glow, and you have no idea where you're actually walking.

The weather was amazing, although we didn't have time to swim.

We rented a giant Ford SUV to go camping, and carry all our friends and our things down to Brushwood. While I'm sure it was more efficent than taking multiple cars, it was my worst nightmare to be in it.

(e:paul) took right to it. Air conditioned seats, satellite radio porn and 15 miles per gallon. America, fuck yeah. It runs on freedom and a bald eagle's tears.

You know its a good thing when you can't find a bike parking spot. (e:Paul), (e:terry), (e:heidi), (e:dianne) and I all rode down to catch the end of moe.

They sounded decent but I'm sure it would have been even better if we as high as the crowd was.

It's easier to balance beers on your head than you'd think. I have a bumpy head and I could do it.

(e:terry) and I adapted a recipie for spicy potatoes out of the Indian food book. It used potatoes, dried chilli, peppers, onions, garlic and some cumin. Our ratio was a little off - too much potato and not enough spice - but if you scraped some of the chili seeds off the bottom of the pan it added enough heat. He also cooked up some mushrooms to go with it.










The view from the backyard while we were cooking.