Thursday, June 7, 2007

Kerr-azy Kamping Trip

Kerrville: dust, heat, music, hippies and hicks. In the past, Frank camped out all three weekends of the festival. When we started dating, we went out for four or five day stretches. The diehards camp for 18 days in a row. When Sophie was 10 months old, we went out for a day-trip and drove back the same night. This year, though, was Sophie's REAL introduction to being a Kerrbrat. We survived: intense storms our first night there, intense heat the second day, being awakened by drunk teenagers banging on the side of a schoolbus at 4:30 in the morning, being awakened our last day there by someone shouting "Severe Weather Warning!" and stumbling out of our tent to see yellow, churning clouds. But what's not to love? We also got to hang out with our great friends Judy and Joe-John and Stuart and Hil, we listened to great music, we watched a film in the middle of the woods, we waded in the Guadalupe River, and we watched Sophie entertain crowds of people. She had them all howling like wolves at one point and oohing and ahhhing over the rock she found and eating olives and chips right out of her hands.

Click here to see the KERRSTORMS.
Click here to see Sophie playing the guitar with her dad: GUITARMOVIE
Click here to see more pics of our trip to Kerrville: PICTUREPAGES

1 comment:

Nini said...

Awww, I miss Sophie!