Friday Prefest

OK
You have read about Silver Fiddles and Thrashing Sticks, right?
NO? Then go down and read from the bottom up, ok?


Now, I think we were on our way to Mexican Radio, taking some breaks for the beautiful New York sunset. We had to wait to get in, so we went for a short walk around Warren Street.....I love Hudson, and understand why folks want to move here....the buildings are great, the shops interesting, the people ...well, be careful who you corrrect on the street, they may not take it well, eh? jilly???


Paul finally found us in the restaurant....he had eaten, but that didn't stop us from loading up his plate with samples from our meals. We also shared our pitcher of margaritas with him...

After lots of good food and tequila, we went back to my place for a campfire and toasted Silver Fiddle. Nan and I played some Neil tunes until she got tired and went off to bed. I soon followed, though I really did mean to come back....but that couch looked soooooo comfy and I was so tired, and you know????....well, it WAS comfy and i WAS tired......lol. Paul woke me up to move off his bed to send me upstairs to mine.....

Saturday morning was a bit rough around the edges, what with all that tequila consumed the night before. Jeanne had gone to her friends house and was missing....couldn't get her on the phone, didn't know where the friend lived....but that was fine, she arrived just as we finished up decorating the cars for the 'caravan' and packing up.....

On the road to Utica......