Day XIV

First thing, I found a mechanic and got the wheels balanced and the tires rotated. That took care of the vibration and I headed to Asheville, which was only 30 miles away or so. Got lost a few times in Asheville and well outside of it, then back in it, then back outside of it. Eventually found a cheap place to stay and did a little research on what to do in Asheville that night. Almost every Saturday during the summer they have "Shindig on the Green" which starts "along about sundown". It's a bunch of bluegrass bands, cloggers, jug bands and such playing in this park downtown. As each band only gets to play a few songs, little impromptu groups form on the outskirts of the crowd and play out on the outskirts too. It was pretty cool. After that, I walked downtown and checked out the Saturday night scene. Too many college kids for me, but I eventually found a place that only serves fancy beer. It was a huge place and had two floors. Upstairs, you could only get domestic fancy beers and downstairs had imported fancy beers. There were about 25 taps on each floor and hundreds of bottled beers available. After a couple hours there, I stopped being able to taste the beer so I headed back to the motel, but not before stopping at the place across the street from it and seeing yet another bluegrass band for a few songs.

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This is one of the official tents for jamming--sorry, jammin'-- at Shindig on the Green in Asheville. There were also a lot of people jamming in areas outside of the tents because fuckall if Bluegrass musicians are gonna let The Man tell them what to do.

The band at the bar across the street from my motel in Asheville. Well, some of them. And part of the wall. I didn't notice that the picture was blurry at first because this is how I was actually seeing them.