It's a great feeling to come that far, meet people for the first time and do that. That's one of the great things about music, the fellowship. They say adversity pulls people together. The annual, six-day gathering usually gets a little rain. But this year, it gets a deluge, turning the dirt rows between trailers into mud pits, threatening to suck the shoes off the unwary.
Many campers come prepared with galoshes.
Others borrow straw or plywood to stabilize the soggy ground on the park's low backside. Eventually the muddy mess becomes a humorous inconvenience. Diversions like the flaming mandolin toss help. Some spots smell like pig pens. A kazoo contest and post-contest parade also get added.