Day 262 (September 19)

Dad, Scott, Carrie and I went jammin' in the Pecan Grove. You really have to go and experience the Pecan Grove to fully appreciate it. It's might near impossible to adequately describe it and do it justice. It's unreal. Anyway, here's a pic of us jammin'. We stayed there until 2:00 AM and then headed over to another, much calmer jam session at Carp Camp. I finally went to bed just after 4:00 AM on Saturday night. Typical for Winfield!



Check out the full, real, fox hat on the fiddler below. Dude was CRAZY. Undoubtedly, he was three sheets to the wind and probably high on something else. And I ain't talking about being high on life...