High Sierra Music Festival - Part 4 Last One, I Swear

It's Sunday morning, the last day.  Time for Gospel and wanders and conversations and the final entertainments.  Plus we have to pack up and out.  We actually went out of the Festival to share birthday times and our Mom's lovely gifts with Sara at her house in the afternoon, after we'd loaded our stuff.  But we did return for dinner, and a few last tastes of music and magic before bidding our farewells to the Festival family.  And we had an excellent parking space right outside the back gate that was always available when we needed it.

view from the tent upon waking Sunday morning.

Jeffery deflates and rolls up the mattress

the Gospel Session hosted by Papa Mali and the Rhythm Council

they called it a Sousaphone

more strange couples yoga

jogger

Hey, it's Naked Man obscured by his be-striped lady.  Jeffery's seen him a few time, but I haven't.

Apparently, after he strolled across the front of the Gospel stage, Naked Man was asked to don his shorts.  Henceforth, I saw him more often, always clothed.

It's the Kid's Parade

the colors are black and white, looks like.

drum lady

little cutie

As we walked with my GPS device to map the party paths, we came across this game of pound-the-nail.  You flip the hammer and in one smooth action pound the nail in the log.  The guy with the big hat beat all comers.

this is for Andrew Sullivan!

our salvation; the Peace Pops wagons (I failed to photograph the watermelon wagon folks)

parasols

Jeffery saw this note above a bicycle parked along a railing

I read the sign above the offender

One last dinner at Camp Bitchin' Kitchen, with really fun music and to-die-for food

Our host chef - Rhody

helpers Coby and Laura

same shot in four colors from the stage lights

our final show - the Tedeschi Trucks Band

the Merch Tent starts to be dismantled

we are home, and have removed our wrist-bands.  Another year to remember!