The "camp sites" are the closest things to communes, with trading posts making their biggest comeback since 1823. Another trend making a comeback from that particular year: moccasins. I have seen more moccasins here since the time my mom took me to see Pocahontas. But that's beside the point.
Poor fashion statements aside, hoardes of hippies - which were frequently mistaken for zombies by the members of my caravan - come here for one reason: the music.
Since Thursday evening, ears - among other things I won't mention - have been stimulated. There is a constant flow of music. Right now, as I sit in the media tent with my cool beverage, I hear every jam band's Johnny Cash: The String Cheese Incident.
Check out photos from Rothbury above by Revue photographer, Anthony Nowack.
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