photo dump with updates

matt trimmed:


schmoo was happy to see something outside


the gals, chillin’


the walk to our tent from the closer porta potties


the land of sunshine stage that was in a crater


the view from my hammock on sunday


another view


the top of the land of sunshine stage from our campsite

one of the diyss hidden in a part of the camp that i didn’t get to very much

the view from where i had to go to call matt, the main entrance is off to the left

parking lot a

main stage schedule


packing list


merle likes to be close

dehydrating eggs+polenta, this turned out really well, actually


“when i am not close, i am tiny.”

nora has mastered the art of sleeping crooked



or, “what did you do on your friday night?”

since i’m hitching a ride with some acquaintances to EF17, i want to pack lite, which means i’m trying out food dehydration. since i had some of my overnight oats* all ready to go, i decided to give it a go.

the dehydrator instructions for fruit leather said to grease the tray with something, but since my breakfast isn’t supposed to be greasy, i went with a light avo spray and made sure it went on extra thin. i spread out the oats that i had (two-servings-worth) and turned on the machine:

this is what it looked like after one hour:

and after two, i flipped it over:

after three and four hours:

i let it rest in the machine for the night, as it would likely dehydrate more, and i was tired of checking on it.

in the morning, i cut it up into what i thought was two servings and decided to try the jet boil to taste the results:

it wasn’t as sweet as fresh, which is surprising since the almond milk that i use is the less-sweet sweetened kind. i guess i didn’t realize how much sweet it imparted. after i made the amount that i thought was correct, i found that even half of that was enough for a morning get-me-going meal. so, i might have enough to take to the festival without having to fuss with more.

the next trial will be scrambled eggs and polenta. and if everything about this fails, i have some boxes of zatarain’s rice meals to pack.

*my recipe is a slight modification to the one in oh she glows, but it’s very similar.

first camp

i’ve been meaning to write this post for a few weeks now. i am finally relaxing on a sunday afternoon, so i can type it up.

matt and i had never been camping together. the last time i actually camped (the music event last year doesn’t count because i ended up staying in my car) was before i bought the house (so, over 10 years ago) and jones was wee. and it kinda really didn’t count because we were on some private land in blanchardville with access to a plumbed toilet and downtown was a mere 5-minute car ride away. and, i was with someone else.

anyhoo, we picked a state park on the recommendation of a couple folks and drove up there with the car full of dogs and supplies. we brought with some pig knuckles to keep the dogs occupied while getting used to the new place; those worked out really well. matt got the fire going and i got the tent set up. we hung out and had dinner. eventually, i went to “bed”. it gets quotes because i barely slept. the sleeping pad i had brought sucked, i couldn’t get comfy, my inflatable pillow was too soft for sleeping on my back (which i don’t like to do anyway) and too hard for sleeping on my front. i snored. i tossed. and then something scared merle, who barked inside the tent, which made jones bark outside the tent (matt and jones stayed up to watch the fire), which woke me up. i think matt came to bed around 5, which was about when i decided that i couldn’t continue to try sleeping.

luckily for me, tho, not being able to sleep led to my setting up the hammock in order to doze a little. i didn’t really nap, but it was nice to relax since i couldn’t do much else.

the sun hitting my leg makes the background look like it was green-screened in. i got the fire going from the coals from the night before and swung back and forth for a while. until i got hungry. we brought eggs for breakfast, but i used one to try out the jet boil’s ability to, well, boil an egg.

it came out perfectly.

here’s merle, enjoying the sun at camp.

and here’s nora after we got home and everyone was able to relax and sleep.

we haven’t planned a second trip, but it’ll be some time.

i’m working on my preparations for take-two of the music festival that didn’t go as planned last year. the start of which is featured in the following post.