10-5-11 has been a little rough.  Drama again with the rental car; traffic congestion in Newark/New York City areas; that baggage swap; sheets don’t fit the beds in our RV, water hose gasket is defective and Dad’s CPAP broke.  SO – what better place to go to unwind than WOODSTOCK, NY.  Getting out of the city, we watched the landscape soften to trees just ready to turn color and watched hawks effortlessly soar above the freeway looking down on the traffic below and waiting for a tasty meal to be run over…  Moving along in the Hudson River Valley, we saw apple orchards ready for picking. As we moved closer to the Catskills, we began to see signs about Rip Van Winkle…we hope our night’s sleep is restful (but not 40 years worth – we have places to go!).

Finally, we arrive at Woodstock, just at dusk – we will sight-see the area tomorrow.  Tonight, we have to get our RV squared away for functionality.  So we set off unpacking and stowing our “stuff” until we finished it all (except those damn sheets!).  No marijuana to smoke, too cold to strip and play in the mud, no Jimi, no Janis – but surrounded by trees and nature and a cool breeze.  Just chicken soup, crackers and water for dinner (should have stopped and picked some apples…) – but we enjoyed it.

Tomorrow is a new day – PEACE, LOVE and HAPPINESS…TBC…

I will leave you with the option of viewing some performance highlights from the Summer of ’69 (just click on the link to watch).

Woodstock Montage