as fast as we need to be…

Riding through the edge of the mountains in Pennsylvania. With the all these hills we really have to start early each day and kick right up until load in. Yesterday we made a stop in Lyons for the Fiddlers Fest. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen all the old fiddlers gather. One fella was bowing up a storm from his Rascal motorized wheel chair. But we payed for the visit with a photo finish to soundcheck in Spring City. In fact, we had so many problems with flats that we weren’t sure we were going to make it (highway 422 was filthy) but a nice fella named Randy stopped to help about 5 miles from the gig. he hauled Jordon’s bike and gear with Jordon so that at least he could get set up. its amazing how this stuff seems to just work out when there’s problems.