Well it’s been a while and I’m afraid tonight’s offering will not be up to much as it’s 2o:10 on the night before ‘banana week’ and I’m already wanting my bed.
After a couple of nice chilled days wandering around Girvan doing and eating things that I normally don’t we called into ASDA, well they don’t have a Lidl and we were on holiday 🙂 After loading up my trolley with enough ‘Morgan’s spiced rum’ to rot an elephants liver and an embarrassing amount of ‘junk food’, and once at the checkout, I complemented the girl there on her hair, assuring her that we did not always eat ‘Pot noodles’. Well, I was about to apologize when my wife asked her how long it took her to entwine all those things in her locks, when the girl replied 8 hours! I figured she probably had a Pot noodle or something herself during that period so kept my mouth shut! I nearly took a picture of the trolley with its unhealthy cargo but figured that if ‘Social Services’ ever got hold of a copy they’d take my son off me 🙂
Not live from ‘Wickerman’
The 60 mile drive from Girvan to Dundrennan was pleasant and not too busy as everyone seemed to be arriving there from either the west or north. We were in the family caravan and camper area which was quiet but almost a 20 min walk to the main stage however this was no great hassel as the weather was lovely, the crowds where in good spirits and the rolling Dumfrieshire hills sweeping down to the sea spectacular.
Nothing like ‘rugged’ beauty of Raasay but beautiful none the less.
and now it’s 21:30 and I really must go to bed 😦
23 hours on, I’ve slept in my own ‘proper’ bed, had a real bath, sat on a proper toilet and just demolished one of our own free range pork chops 🙂 So even after a hard day on the Loch Striven both my liver and I feel much better 🙂
In inauspicious start
I always judge my festivals on the state of the toilets and the Wickerman toilets got off to a decidedly shaky start.
Toilet 'Trainspotting' style
DO NOT ENLARGE THIS IMAGE IF YOU HAVE A WEAK STOMACH !
Festival portaloo’s usually start off pretty bad without queues but with loo paper and gradually become disgusting, with long queues and no paper. My first visit, which was more out of curiosity than any call of nature left me thanking the Lord that we’d brought our own toilet and paper 🙂 In all fairness if you kept an eye on that bunch of hero’s that drive round in the ‘pooh tanker’ sucking them out then hosing them down and got in there straight after them then they were not too bad.
Once the ‘loo recce’ was out the way we headed for the main stage and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zion_Train however this took me past the ‘Lot 49’ Bass camp dance tent where http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ky8ieREcJ00 Dj Privatus was playing a banging techno set and I got stuck in there for a while! Realising that my legs would not be able to keep this up I soon left and continued on to see Zion train.
Who,with a combined age of around one hundred could still rock the crowd.
Two young boys meant that we then had to spend a little time on the dodgems, and various fairground rides before heading off to check out the ‘Wickerman’ himself.
This magnificent, willow statue made by Trevor Leat and Alex Rigg of http://www.leatrigg.co.uk/home.html which was the center piece of the festival was due to be burned at midnight on Saturday. Unlike the 1973 film from which the festival gets its name http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wicker_Man_%281973_film%29 though no one will be inside it. Seen from a distance this was impressive, seen close up, it was a masterpiece with each strand of willow following the line of what would have been a sinew of muscle, it really did seem a shame to burn it 😦
The rest of Friday was spent watching another bunch of old timers
the UK Subs http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uk_subs a reformed 1970s punk band who still had a fresh, raw, and very angry sound about them 🙂 We did see others and heard lots but Friday was for the boys so we spent quite a lot of it on the dodgems 😦
well, I’m just going to have to tell you about it tomorrow as it’s after 22:00 and I’m whacked!