My trip to Mountain Dulcimer Week was great. Splendid even.
I loved the mountains. I didn’t want to leave. I spent a good deal of time site seeing on the to and from trip. I didn’t want to leave them and was disappointed when I got back to flat ground.
As some of you may recall I mentioned being nonplussed by the little hills of the Ozarks when my wife and I went to Missouri. I now know why. It’s because she was a nervous wreck which made me a nervous wreck.
This time I had no problems or anxieties about driving about as happy as you please.
I knew there must have been something wrong on that last trip because I’ve been in mountains a lot of times and never minded driving in them.
Anyway I had a great opportunity to explore the world of old time music as it existed before the recording industry and the music was constant all day and most of the night.