We woke up this morning after sleeping in the Morgan Creek Grill parking lot and decided to head on down to Jacksonville for the European Street Cafe show. We were heading out from the Charleston, SC area so we took I-95 South the whole way down. It just so happened that a strong cold front was sweeping through the area and was firing off some pretty nasty thunderstorms, some of which had tornadoes embedded. Given what happened the prior day with the same system, we decided to hunker down for a bit at a nearby rest area. I do have a background in meteorology and I get excited over such things, but I've never been one to seek out imminent danger. 

We made it to the venue intact and did the usual: eat a quick dinner, set up, play, breakdown and head to wherever we're sleeping (not the van tonight). Magnolia Fest folks came out and were as enthusiastic as usual. 

Fog in Mount Pleasant

After spending all day at a local Starbucks booking shows for April, we headed over to Mount Pleasant, SC for an early gig at Troubadours Coffee House. It was another small, but attentive, crowd, and the owner, Jeff, was as nice as they come. After the show he made us two big bowls of Italian wedding soup and croissant sandwiches, then sent us off with a bag of cakes and cookies! Free food is always a good thing on the road, and it's always much appreciated. We then headed out to find a Wal-Mart parking lot for the night.

We returned to the barn jam tonight in Awendaw, SC. Nikki was part of a songwriter-in-the-round segment. Closing out the night was our friends
Megan Jean and the KFB

Great night at Palm Coast Coffee in St. Simons Island, GA. We have a long drive back to NC so we stopped off at the Wal-Mart Supercenter in Hardeeville, SC.

We had our gig at Whitey's Fish Camp last night under cloudy and drizzly weather.  It was dead as a door nail when we got there at 4pm so we were afraid it is was going to be a dud. However, by the time we started at 5 it was pretty packed. We proceeded to make it through a rare 4-hour gig. It was one of the more interesting experiences as some drunk guy showed up and walked around with a tambourine. It wouldn't have been so bad except he was way off rhythm. He, of course, stopped and started everytime we did.

Whitey's doubles as an RV park and we were given a free spot to park Blue Bell and sleep in overnight. It was near the parking lot so we fell asleep to the jovial sounds of drunken revelers meandering out of the bar at 2am. 

Doing a two-night run.