Ah New England. Â Connecticut specifically. Â This may be one of our smaller festivals, but it's a fun one. Â After finally getting our camping site set-up--which I wrote about in last months journal--it was time to get down enjoy the festival.
We performed at our usual stage, The Goodleafe Tavern stage.  Which is an interesting name for a stage, given that there's no alcohol sales on site.  But we still made the best of it.  We shared the stage with our old friends the Lost Boys.  Like myself, most of them traveled up each weekend, so it was nice to have fellow friends to commiserate with on the difficulties of working full time and traveling on weekends.
We also got to see the lovely Vixens en Guarde once again. Â It's been far too long since we last saw these lovely ladies. Â We were fortunate enough to spend plenty of time hanging out with them grabbing dinners after the shows. Â If you ever get a chance to see one of their performances, do yourself a favor and make sure you get there.
Alas, the run was cut short. Â Hurricane Sandy was marching up the coast on the final weekend, and the decision was made early Saturday that we wouldn't open on Sunday. Â I tell you, I have never seen such a flurry of activity as I did Saturday night and Sunday morning. Â Everyone was working hard to get everything torn down and packed up. Â Most headed straight west to get away from the coast before heading south.
Unlucky me however, got caught by the storm. Â Come Monday morning all airports were shut down due to either power loss or high winds. Â Fortunately one of the local rennies, Katie came to my rescue. Â She and her parents let me crash at their place for a few days until Bradley International Airport opened up again on Wednesday. Â It was nice to have a couple days of forced vacation, but I wish there had been a few more things to do. Â But again, I can't thank them enough for putting up a wayward Tortuga for a few nights!!! Thank you!!!!!
