Oh yes, I've seen some granola folks but hey to each is his own. I don't see why they are so opposed to a bar of soap. I mean lye soap doesn't have any fragrances or environmental depleting toxins in it. I mean when the good Lord drowns a city in a toad strangler, that's a sign that some people need to clean up their act. As for the music, it was great. Shovels and Rope and Hayes Carll where who I wanted to see and they did a fine job.
Your line about watching the world come alive has been a common phrase out of my mouth when trying to explain to my lady friend that getting up at 4am on my day off to pack a 50lb bag of my warm weather gear, bottles of female deer menstrual discharge, binoculars, extra shells, a .280 Belgium Browning BAR, a couple of pnut butter sandwiches and some water to the trunk of great big white oak to wait on the woods to wake up is such a great idea. She's not convinced:unsure: But anyway, for those of us who need it, there's nothing better. I've got to experience some amazing sites. I once got to watch a buck at the top of knoll as the fog was lifting and the sun was peeking over the hill. He had his neck raised and was chewing on an overhangin limb with his rack almost parallel to his back. I had just got my warm clothes on and was settling in for an all day hunt. I looked up and saw him and he blew two big streams of steam out of his nostrils and walked off over the hill. Even if he would've been a quota deer, I don't think I could've taken him. It was a site to see. I've watched black bears scratch their backs against hickory trees and coyotes run fawns however the yote succumbed to a broadhead during that skit.