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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