Pre show at the camp. The stage is tiny but we were able to work it out.
Sierra Nevada Company Pic Nic Hopfest.
On the drive from Oregon to Cedarville, CA we were stopped for construction (a 40 minute wait). Here is what we were forced to look at that whole time. Ugh, it was so beuatiful.
On our way out of the camp.
Blackberries growing among the poison oak...The poison oak are the dark leaves to the left.
Bryan the camp director. Parkway Church Children's pastor.
Poison oak up close. Some people don't know they have berries.Since the last posting we have mobile once again. Last week we launched our end of summer west coast tour with a corporate gig, a company pic-nic so larch it is more like a festival. The company was Sierra Nevada Brewing company. It's the 7th largest brewery in America; largest single owner brewery; nearly 100% self reliant for electricity (the have solar and hydrogen cells). The event was for their 1000 employees. We brought our own stage and treated the whole thing like a fair show. We even provided strolling. Our stage was right next to one of the three beer trucks dispensing six different brews from the company. That much beer (I was told 35 kegs were made available for the day) by the second show there were a lot of well pickled employees and spouses. No trouble makers; in fact most seem to be really friendly, lovable drunks. One man even told me he loved me...in a non-gay drunk-guy kinda way. The audiences were great and the client was pleased. We had fun.
A quick stop by home with a day lay over gave us the chance to rid us of the 1000 lb stage we were carrying and reloading. Refreshed and ready we took off Tuesday morning to preform at a Christian Camp in Glide Oregon (kinda in the south of Oregon). The drive took only 7 hours (only??!!). The weather was the best. It was in the mid-70s and the mountain air was quite, cool, and crisp. The camp was for foster children around the area. many are orphans or have experienced bad family experiences. They were a fabulous audience. One little boy, Levi (he had a orange painted hairdo) was mesmerized. His eyes danced as the show progressed ( he was in the front and easy to see.) He came up on stage to help with my money trick (Miser's dream); he was thrilled and really into it. He also finished one of my lines during the show: during the introduction of the bed of nails i talk about the science of the stunt referring to a melon. If a melon is set on one nail it would be pierced. If it were layed on a bed of nails it would be supported and barely damaged. If you add more weight you get watermelon juice. If you pound on it you get....Levi said aloud as though he weren't even aware..."Watermelon salad"....it brought laughs...even from me because that was my next line. It was cute. We should adopt that kid.
We dined with the campers and got to sleep at the camp and have breakfast there. The food was great, the beds were like rocks and sharing a dorm like camp place to sleep is only for the very young.....not the best sleep. In fact, at 6:30am we were awakened by (our room was across from the nurses station) howls and cries. A college aged kitchen help had sliced the tip of her thumb off. (I saw her later she was bandaged up and in good spirits...she also apologized for waking us.) Seems rain has been following us this season. A light rain fell Tuesday while we loaded the show up. It made the mountains smell great. The camp bordered a small river and along the river were the Himalayan black berries so common in the west...and tastey. The berries grew among a three leaved plant with little white berries...you know poison oak. Discouraged picking the blackberries.
Wednesday (today) was a casual drive a couple hundred miles to Cedarville, CA where we will perform at the Modoc District fair. It's our third time out; Amy and Olivia's first. We dropped the trailer off at the fair and have been spending a casual evening watching "Ghost Hunters" and the Olympics. We were forced to use the lousy 10% ethanol gas in Oregon (state law) so we lost over 1 mile per gallon in gas....so much for green. You have read my rants about that so I will not put you through it.
Cedarville is over a mile high and is kinda like high desert with pine trees here and there. It's supposed to be cool all weekend.
A quick stop by home with a day lay over gave us the chance to rid us of the 1000 lb stage we were carrying and reloading. Refreshed and ready we took off Tuesday morning to preform at a Christian Camp in Glide Oregon (kinda in the south of Oregon). The drive took only 7 hours (only??!!). The weather was the best. It was in the mid-70s and the mountain air was quite, cool, and crisp. The camp was for foster children around the area. many are orphans or have experienced bad family experiences. They were a fabulous audience. One little boy, Levi (he had a orange painted hairdo) was mesmerized. His eyes danced as the show progressed ( he was in the front and easy to see.) He came up on stage to help with my money trick (Miser's dream); he was thrilled and really into it. He also finished one of my lines during the show: during the introduction of the bed of nails i talk about the science of the stunt referring to a melon. If a melon is set on one nail it would be pierced. If it were layed on a bed of nails it would be supported and barely damaged. If you add more weight you get watermelon juice. If you pound on it you get....Levi said aloud as though he weren't even aware..."Watermelon salad"....it brought laughs...even from me because that was my next line. It was cute. We should adopt that kid.
We dined with the campers and got to sleep at the camp and have breakfast there. The food was great, the beds were like rocks and sharing a dorm like camp place to sleep is only for the very young.....not the best sleep. In fact, at 6:30am we were awakened by (our room was across from the nurses station) howls and cries. A college aged kitchen help had sliced the tip of her thumb off. (I saw her later she was bandaged up and in good spirits...she also apologized for waking us.) Seems rain has been following us this season. A light rain fell Tuesday while we loaded the show up. It made the mountains smell great. The camp bordered a small river and along the river were the Himalayan black berries so common in the west...and tastey. The berries grew among a three leaved plant with little white berries...you know poison oak. Discouraged picking the blackberries.
Wednesday (today) was a casual drive a couple hundred miles to Cedarville, CA where we will perform at the Modoc District fair. It's our third time out; Amy and Olivia's first. We dropped the trailer off at the fair and have been spending a casual evening watching "Ghost Hunters" and the Olympics. We were forced to use the lousy 10% ethanol gas in Oregon (state law) so we lost over 1 mile per gallon in gas....so much for green. You have read my rants about that so I will not put you through it.
Cedarville is over a mile high and is kinda like high desert with pine trees here and there. It's supposed to be cool all weekend.
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