We both mentioned packing the camera at separate times, but somehow it failed to get packed. Maybe next time. Last weekend it rained every day, and it wasn’t soft sprinkling rain. Needless to say everything was wet and muddy caked in mud after three days of being exposed to those conditions. However, the rain did little to dampen our spirits. Whoo-hoo to the French Broad River Festival! Town Mountain was smokin’, and Jen and the Juice were fun (surprised to see Debrissa from Laura Reed). One of my biggest regrets is leaving The Trainwreks at the end of their set to see Acoustic Syndicate; Acoustic was too mellow, but The Trainwreks were hot and fun (plus the Flood Stage had one of those funky tents that I last saw at TriNum). Brushfire Stankgrass started our Saturday right, and I also enjoyed Rosie Ledet and the Zydeco Playboys. I had never heard Reverend Horton Heat, and I had plenty of fun, albeit in the rain, grooving (and balancing beer and umbrella) to them. However, I think Larry Keel and Natural Bridge were my weekend favorites. Larry was having a good time on stage, and the energy was just right. The worst part of the festival was missing the Unifire Theatre; due the rain, their set was moved from the end of the night to some other time that we didn’t hear about. I love fire; watching fire, especially after a good bit of alcohol, is one of my favorite things, and when the fire isn’t isolated to the fire pit and is dancing around on hula hoops and the ends of swinging chains I become entranced.
Not only is the Hot Springs Campground lovely and beside the river, the hot tubs are right across the street. I wasn’t as energetic as I normally would have been watching Brushfire Stankgrass or Jen and the Juice as they were post soak. My honey booked a tub early Saturday afternoon, and he took the advice of those in the know and picked the best tub available. It had a wooden deck with plenty of room and two chairs and a table as well as a fan and a heat lamp. However, the best part is the infinity pool effect you get when sitting in the tub; this is compound by the fact that the water is on both sides of the tub. While you are close enough to hear loud engines climbing a hill, one can easily drown those noises with the singing of the river. If you have never been to Hot Springs, you will be shocked at the velvety softness the waters impart on your skin.