July 4th weekend I attended The Peach music festival at Montage Mountain near Scranton, PA. I like big music festivals - a chance to see bands I like and discover new bands, and just the feeling of enjoying music with thousands of fellow music fans. I had never been to this festival before and decided to go when my Deadhead cousins (that's a story in itself) invited me to join them there. When the festival rolled around the air across the mid-Atlantic was thick with smoke from Canadian wildfires; as a result my four hour drive up to Scranton was surreal, driving through never-ending smoke, like I was headed to Mordor. People get a little crazy at festivals This was the first music festival I attended where I stayed in a hotel rather than camping. I do still love camping in nature settings, but camping at festivals is something else - you're jammed together cheek to jowl with a lot of other generally boisterous people. Festival camping areas feel like refugee camps populated ent...
One man's journey into the great outdoors of Washington, DC and its environs.