Jamming with Barefoot
On a crazy day off a couple of us embarked on a fantastic voyage. We set out from camp (Ryan, Miles and myself) and picked up one of Ryan's cousins (Scott) from Can-Aqua, who is the director there, and one of his good buddies (John). Now that is when things got pretty funny, as having a bunch of camp staff that usually are being the responsible ones now have the freedom to let loose.... so onward to the big metropolous of Wilno.
The town of Wilno was started by a bunch of draft dodging hippies and most of them still live there. There is really only one place to go in Wilno and that is the Wilno Tavern, which has excellent cabbage rolls and occasionally sports a great band that is touring. We arrived around 9:00 and there were still a bunch of seniors enjoying there dinner so we quickly met the band who at the time were setting up and were invited to have a couple in there tour van before the show. Now this isn't your average band... the lead singer/guitarist is Ryans other cousin Heather so we were welcomed with open arms when we arrived.
Now after a few sodas, we went in to watch and noticed that the crowd had changed. There were now a bunch of obvious camp staff, some local hippies (tye dye included) and a few of the dinner crowd lingering.
They started up and instantly it brought on a good vibe in the whole place. They have a Phish type of sound, being a four piece (drums, bass, keys, and guitar), however the lead singer being a woman is a much different dynamic.
It was a pretty long set and stopped around 1:30 as they were told that was as late as they could play here. Then a few people gathered outside on the small porch and one of the random camp peeps picked up a guitar and started playing out there. Well the bass player couldn't help but bring his upright outside and so started the second concert. About 20 of us were singing along with well known songs and the guitar was passed to about 3 different people, unfortunately not me. This was hilarious and to hear that many people belt out songs while squished on a small porch was something to remember.
Eventually we did break it up and our crew, the band, and their close friends headed out down the road to one of their cottages. We were responsible enough to have thought ahead and had the needed drivers with us. Now realizing that there were some sober people among us basically created a flow of booze, and we all sat down to a game of 3 man... which got a bit crazy.
What felt like no time at all, we noticed that the sky was getting a bit brighter and that maybe it was time to lay down for a bit. Being a two hour drive back to camp and having to be there by eleven made for a two hour sleep... yikes. The next morning brought us to Tim Hortons and the rest of the day was a sleepy foggy day that actually went quite smoothly.
So the adventure ended and another band was put into my collection, added with a bunch of stories that will be remembered, and again inspired me to pick up my guitar and start jamming... possibly without shoes this time.
Slater
The town of Wilno was started by a bunch of draft dodging hippies and most of them still live there. There is really only one place to go in Wilno and that is the Wilno Tavern, which has excellent cabbage rolls and occasionally sports a great band that is touring. We arrived around 9:00 and there were still a bunch of seniors enjoying there dinner so we quickly met the band who at the time were setting up and were invited to have a couple in there tour van before the show. Now this isn't your average band... the lead singer/guitarist is Ryans other cousin Heather so we were welcomed with open arms when we arrived.
Now after a few sodas, we went in to watch and noticed that the crowd had changed. There were now a bunch of obvious camp staff, some local hippies (tye dye included) and a few of the dinner crowd lingering.
They started up and instantly it brought on a good vibe in the whole place. They have a Phish type of sound, being a four piece (drums, bass, keys, and guitar), however the lead singer being a woman is a much different dynamic.
It was a pretty long set and stopped around 1:30 as they were told that was as late as they could play here. Then a few people gathered outside on the small porch and one of the random camp peeps picked up a guitar and started playing out there. Well the bass player couldn't help but bring his upright outside and so started the second concert. About 20 of us were singing along with well known songs and the guitar was passed to about 3 different people, unfortunately not me. This was hilarious and to hear that many people belt out songs while squished on a small porch was something to remember.
Eventually we did break it up and our crew, the band, and their close friends headed out down the road to one of their cottages. We were responsible enough to have thought ahead and had the needed drivers with us. Now realizing that there were some sober people among us basically created a flow of booze, and we all sat down to a game of 3 man... which got a bit crazy.
What felt like no time at all, we noticed that the sky was getting a bit brighter and that maybe it was time to lay down for a bit. Being a two hour drive back to camp and having to be there by eleven made for a two hour sleep... yikes. The next morning brought us to Tim Hortons and the rest of the day was a sleepy foggy day that actually went quite smoothly.
So the adventure ended and another band was put into my collection, added with a bunch of stories that will be remembered, and again inspired me to pick up my guitar and start jamming... possibly without shoes this time.
Slater
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