I took a trip south for a day, to do some picnicking and sight-seeing, and ended up driving back by the Smokies, following the Appalachian crest all the way back north into northeast Tennessee. Although I will remember this journey perhaps always, there is not much more I can say about it right now.
Doc Watson was playing downtown here for the ‘Blue Plum Festival’, and I went to go see him pick his guitar. I have seen him play before, but wanted to see him again–he is a living legend. Saw several friends after the show (some who had come all the way from New York), and we all took in another show at the Down Home after the Doc show. It was a fun night, with lots of good music and friends.