Whitey's
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.
