A and I took a roadtrip this weekend to Sisters, Oregon to attend the Sisters Folk Festival. The town is named after the Three Sisters mountains and is cute and quaint. We camped on the edge of town and walked around to the various venues scattered around town. 

I’ve been to Folklife in Seattle — but I will consider this to be my first real folk festival. I wasn’t entirely sure what I was getting into, but was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed the music! Some of my favorites were Peter Rowan, the Quebe Sisters Band, Blind Pilot, Antje Duvekot and Todd Snider, who puts on a hilarious show. I can’t help but think this is a sign of getting old — but if getting old is camping, drinking beer, and laying in the grass listening to beautiful music — I’ll take it! 

Initially we tried to volunteer to work the festival, since a 3-day pass goes fora steep $85 — but we were too late and all the volunteer positions had been taken. When we were in line for our tickets, A suggested that I see if they had any last minute volunteer positions available — there had just been a cancellation and I took it! Hooray! $85 saved. Miraculously… I took out $100 on my way down to the festival and came home with some of it still in my wallet. We brought a lot of food with us, so most of our money disappeared at the bar… as it tends to.