We made our sad farewells to Pete and Jan and set sail for
Plymouth, where we duly arrived mid afternoon, finding the fairground was
straight forward, so we then searched for the optimum parking space – shade,
power, water, flat…… but only got a little way when we were hailed by some of
the people we had met at Calusa last October. ‘Hey, here is your parking space,
pull up beside us…. Here, we will run a power cord, hey and you can share this
water spicket, ho there is a gray water dump just here, then we can do some
pickin.’ We had arrived at the Plymouth Bluegrass Festival! It was really great
to have people who remembered us and were still happy to welcome us.
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