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Merry Prankster
Disguised as a squirrel
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Anyone? Anyone?
Number of LOCKNs attended: 6
Post by smosey wales on May 12, 2017 13:39:23 GMT -5
Seriously.
Feb 12 Billy Strings NFK
Feb 18 Marshall Tucker Band Philly
Feb 25 Marcus King Band NFK
April 6 Rosanne Cash NFK
April 15 James McMurtry NFK
April 20 Little Feat VaBeach
April 21 Blackberry Smoke NFK
July 2 Last Fair Deal w/John K VaB
July 23 Dave Mathews Band VaB
July 26 Robert Earl Keen C'ville
July 28-31 Floyd Fest BFE
Sept 24 Southern Culture on the Skids VaB
Nov 19 Dark Star Norva
Dec 3 Sky Dog VaB
Old Head
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Marcel Duchamp
Number of LOCKNs attended: 6
Post by kuriti on May 12, 2017 14:51:51 GMT -5
Lockn': not dying, still Dead
Long Distance Runner
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: My Morning Jacket
Number of LOCKNs attended: 4
Post by banjer on May 12, 2017 17:52:14 GMT -5
Sorry. Somebody had to.
Kidding aside, your close was awwwww inspiring. Very sweet.
Post by southernman on May 13, 2017 9:05:27 GMT -5
Merry Prankster
Look, a squirrel!
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: BIG Something
Post by mccjeff on May 14, 2017 9:07:27 GMT -5
What happens if I take both?
Post by cherryghost on May 14, 2017 15:16:25 GMT -5
Merry Prankster
Look, a squirrel!
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: BIG Something
Post by mccjeff on May 14, 2017 21:54:00 GMT -5
What happens if I take both?
Old Head
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Railroad Earth
Number of LOCKNs attended: 2
Post by estprofinhumboldt on May 15, 2017 0:14:55 GMT -5
Merry Prankster
Look, a squirrel!
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: BIG Something
Post by mccjeff on May 15, 2017 8:46:55 GMT -5
What happens if I take both?
Post by cherryghost on May 15, 2017 12:55:34 GMT -5
Merry Prankster
Look, a squirrel!
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: BIG Something
Post by mccjeff on May 15, 2017 14:43:40 GMT -5
What happens if I take both?
Old Head
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Dave Mason!!
Number of LOCKNs attended: 6
Post by Andie Bee on May 15, 2017 16:37:31 GMT -5
Merry Prankster
Look, a squirrel!
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: BIG Something
Post by mccjeff on May 16, 2017 6:38:10 GMT -5
What happens if I take both?
Old Head
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Marcel Duchamp
Number of LOCKNs attended: 6
Post by kuriti on Mar 19, 2018 18:36:44 GMT -5
Lockn': not dying, still Dead
Cowboy Neal
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Dead and Company featuring Johnny Slayer
Number of LOCKNs attended: 7
Post by TOO $ on Mar 19, 2018 19:29:11 GMT -5
Old Head
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Marcel Duchamp
Number of LOCKNs attended: 6
Post by kuriti on Apr 10, 2018 10:25:48 GMT -5
My son, Forest, and I flew into Odessa, TX, where I was raised until we moved to Orlando when I was 13. We spent Easter Sunday afternoon walking my old neighborhood and touring the town telling him stories. We walked across the street from out hotel to the university campus there because the grounds have several families of prairie dogs. They co-habitat with rabbits and borrowing owls, so we got some good pics of the lot and called it a night.
Next morning we headed south towards Big Bend. It is a 3.5 hour drive south of Odessa, which itself is already in the middle of nowhere. We listened to Willie and Waylon and the boys the whole way down as we drove through the barren oilfields that are the only reason anyone lives out there. We were hurrying a bit because the hike we wanted to do requires backcountry passes that can only be gotten 24hrs in advance and are first come first served. As we got into the hill country, we passed through a dense fog bank that really contrasted with the desert around us. Turning into the park, the big mountains emerged and we really started getting excited.
Big Bend is basically a flat desert mesa with a few mountains that spring out of it. The highest is around 7000ft with the base car camps around 5000ft. The South Rim hike we were preparing for is a 14 mile round trip with an elevation gain of 2000ft, or basically climbing a 200 story building over the first 5 miles. Additionally, there are no water sources, so you must carry all water, one gallon per person per day. That was 4 gallons for us, or 32 pounds total of water before any other equipment/pack weight. I had been working out alot to get ready and this was my 14 year old son's first backpacking trip, so I was nervous about my knees, his back and the potential for blistering heat on the hike. Temps in April range wildly from 60 to 95 depending on the day. We got our first stroke of luck and got the backcountry pass to a site that was on the top of my list. We car camped the first night to get settled and prep our packs for the next day. We did a 4 mile round trip day hike that day to The Windows at around 2pm, which ended up really hot around 90 degrees by the end. This made us nervous for the next day and we resolved to get up at 6am to be on the trail before dawn.
We were up and at 'em the next morning and we crushed the hike. A front moved in early and the sky was cloudy all day with temps in the high 50s, low 60s. We kept a steady pass and I taught my son about going slow and steady rather than walking a normal pace, getting winded and then having to stop and catch your breath. We took a few standing water breaks, but for the most part we hiked the majority of the elevation gain without stopping. We wanted to keep the pace up to beat the heat, which turned out to be no big deal. We reached our camp site at 10:30a, tired, but stoked to have completed it. We laid out our ground cloth and sleeping bags, ate lunch and took a siesta to recover. As we were chilling, two deer walked straight through our camp. We got video of them as they took their time, completely unfazed by us. Rested, we hiked another mile out to the South Rim, a 3/4 mile canyon rim dropping 1500 ft down and looking out across the Rio Grande into Mexico. The views were stunning.
That evening we were hanging out, just sitting on a big boulder looking across a canyon for animals, when a fox came right up the path we had used to get to our spot. He walked out on the next boulder over and just stood there a while. He looked at us, then yawned and walked off. Within a few minutes the same thing happened with a Ringtail, a weird fox/raccoon like animal who was much more animated and hard to film. Forest was determined to see a mountain lion, but in my head I was thinking 'fat chance'. We walked back out to the the rim for sunset and encountered the fox on the way back to camp walking down the trail towards us. We saw him about 50ft ahead coming down the trail. We stopped, but he kept coming completely ignoring us. We didn't know what to do and weren't sure if he was going to walk right past us, then he turned about 10 ft in front of us and walked off trail around us.
The next morning we hiked down the mountain, 12 pounds lighter of water. We virtually skipped down compared to the day before. We took another path back through The Pinnacles, large vertical boulders that shoot out of the mountain side. Temps were cool the whole way down and largely uneventful. As we got to the last mile, we passed a hiker who wanted some details about the hike. We were talking when he interrupted by whisper-yelling "Cat!" and pointing behind us. We spun around to see the haunches of an animal disappearing behind a bush about 10-15ft down the trail. The hiker said "I think it's a bobcat", but I was thinking it was much to large and if i had had time to process, we saw its tail which would make it not a bobcat. Before I could really process though, a mountain lion sauntered out the other side of the bush and walked up an adjacent trail to a small hill. We heard something chirping for her, presumably a cub. We were awestruck and this was the highlight of the entire trip. We walked down the last mile dumb with awe of this place when we stumbled upon three more deer eating bushes right next to the trail, completely uninterested in us.
Having completed the big hike, we were stoked at our accomplishment, but ready for some real grub, so we left BB and headed toward the nothingness of Terlingua, TX. Terlingua is an abandoned mining town with some strange local characters. We grabbed lunch and a 12-pack for later. Our camp that night would be on the Rio Grande in the state park called Big Bend Ranch. The Ranch is a 311,000 acre state park that is about as isolated as you can get in the US. We did a 2-mile day hike through Closed Canyon basically what it sounds like, a beautiful dry canyon with steep walls about 30 ft apart. A camper in BB had told us a guy died in this canyon just 3 weeks before. The canyon has a series of 3-5ft slides that water has carved out. You descend down these until you reach one that is about 8-10ft and vertical. The unfortunate hiker descended this one, then couldn't return and froze to death. For us though, it was hot and we were pretty pooped after the morning hike off the South Rim. We retired to our camp and the Rio Grande. We waded into the river and across to Mexico with a beer in hand (well, one of us). There is no border patrol in this area or anyone else for that matter. On the Mexico side, a 400 ft bluff rises up about a quarter mile from the river. Beyond that is a several hundred mile desert mesa. If anyone makes it to the US in this location, we should be glad to have such a hearty being as our countryman. We sat in the river and I drank a six pack, letting the cold water reduce the swelling in my left knee. Sleep was hard that night as the backpack air mattress sprung a leak the night before and so I was sleeping on hard packed ground.
The next morning we drove the rest of the river road along the Rio Grande. It is a spectacular drive. We headed into the heart of The Ranch. Once you turn off the river road, it is a dirt road for 25 miles just to get to the ranger station in the middle. The Ranger seemed ecstatic to see us. She said there were 3 other people in the park and she was happy to just talk to a person. She gave us lots of good tips and mentioned the bunkhouse which I knew existed, but had forgotten about. We had decided that since one of our air mattresses was dead, we were gonna leave the park early and go to nearby Marfa to find a hotel. With the bunkhouse as an option, we now could stay in the park and sleep like humans. The bunkhouse was an actual cowboy bunkhouse used when The Ranch was an actual ranch. We had the place to ourselves. We did a long drive out to the Solitario, the most remote place in the park, but we were done with hiking. We got back to the bunkhouse to find we had a leak in the front right tire. Luckily I had done my homework and bought an air compressor and plug kit when we provisioned in Odessa, so we didn't even have to take off the tire to fix it. That evening we hiked to a place that the Ranger told us about that had 3000 yr old petroglyphs (cave paintings) by Native Americans. It was near a canyon that holds water in even the worst drought conditions and the vibe of the place was magical. After finding the drawings, we walked into the canyon at dusk. It had an amphitheater feel and you couldn't help imagine all the parties and kids running around for a thousand years.
Our last day we got up and hiked the same canyon from the other end. Adjacent to that is a bluff with no trail that the Native Americans used as a lookout to guard against Comanche raids. The Ranger said there were no trails, but at the top, there were fire rings used as wind breaks for the lookouts. We hiked to the top and found the wind breaks. It was a cool final hike of the trip and we crossed another fox on the way down. I didn't mention it but we also saw Javalina (pig like animals), a skunk and countless road runners throughout the trip. We hit the road to Marfa for lunch, then back to Slowdeatha (Odessa) for a hurried clean up of the abused rental truck and final steak dinner.
This trip was amazing and a great experience to share with the boy. If you like to hike, definitely put Big Bend on your wish list, but go in the spring or fall as summer is death trap there. Here are some pics if your interested:
Big Bend Pics
Lockn': not dying, still Dead
Cowboy Neal
If I could add one artist to the 2023 lineup: Dead and Company featuring Johnny Slayer
Number of LOCKNs attended: 7
Post by TOO $ on Apr 10, 2018 10:53:09 GMT -5
My son, Forest, and I flew into Odessa, TX, where I was raised until we moved to Orlando when I was 13. We spent Easter Sunday afternoon walking my old neighborhood and touring the town telling him stories. We walked across the street from out hotel to the university campus there because the grounds have several families of prairie dogs. They co-habitat with rabbits and borrowing owls, so we got some good pics of the lot and called it a night.
Next morning we headed south towards Big Bend. It is a 3.5 hour drive south of Odessa, which itself is already in the middle of nowhere. We listened to Willie and Waylon and the boys the whole way down as we drove through the barren oilfields that are the only reason anyone lives out there. We were hurrying a bit because the hike we wanted to do requires backcountry passes that can only be gotten 24hrs in advance and are first come first served. As we got into the hill country, we passed through a dense fog bank that really contrasted with the desert around us. Turning into the park, the big mountains emerged and we really started getting excited.
Big Bend is basically a flat desert mesa with a few mountains that spring out of it. The highest is around 7000ft with the base car camps around 5000ft. The South Rim hike we were preparing for is a 14 mile round trip with an elevation gain of 2000ft, or basically climbing a 200 story building over the first 5 miles. Additionally, there are no water sources, so you must carry all water, one gallon per person per day. That was 4 gallons for us, or 32 pounds total of water before any other equipment/pack weight. I had been working out alot to get ready and this was my 14 year old son's first backpacking trip, so I was nervous about my knees, his back and the potential for blistering heat on the hike. Temps in April range wildly from 60 to 95 depending on the day. We got our first stroke of luck and got the backcountry pass to a site that was on the top of my list. We car camped the first night to get settled and prep our packs for the next day. We did a 4 mile round trip day hike that day to The Windows at around 2pm, which ended up really hot around 90 degrees by the end. This made us nervous for the next day and we resolved to get up at 6am to be on the trail before dawn.
We were up and at 'em the next morning and we crushed the hike. A front moved in early and the sky was cloudy all day with temps in the high 50s, low 60s. We kept a steady pass and I taught my son about going slow and steady rather than walking a normal pace, getting winded and then having to stop and catch your breath. We took a few standing water breaks, but for the most part we hiked the majority of the elevation gain without stopping. We wanted to keep the pace up to beat the heat, which turned out to be no big deal. We reached our camp site at 10:30a, tired, but stoked to have completed it. We laid out our ground cloth and sleeping bags, ate lunch and took a siesta to recover. As we were chilling, two deer walked straight through our camp. We got video of them as they took their time, completely unfazed by us. Rested, we hiked another mile out to the South Rim, a 3/4 mile canyon rim dropping 1500 ft down and looking out across the Rio Grande into Mexico. The views were stunning.
That evening we were hanging out, just sitting on a big boulder looking across a canyon for animals, when a fox came right up the path we had used to get to our spot. He walked out on the next boulder over and just stood there a while. He looked at us, then yawned and walked off. Within a few minutes the same thing happened with a Ringtail, a weird fox/raccoon like animal who was much more animated and hard to film. Forest was determined to see a mountain lion, but in my head I was thinking 'fat chance'. We walked back out to the the rim for sunset and encountered the fox on the way back to camp walking down the trail towards us. We saw him about 50ft ahead coming down the trail. We stopped, but he kept coming completely ignoring us. We didn't know what to do and weren't sure if he was going to walk right past us, then he turned about 10 ft in front of us and walked off trail around us.
The next morning we hiked down the mountain, 12 pounds lighter of water. We virtually skipped down compared to the day before. We took another path back through The Pinnacles, large vertical boulders that shoot out of the mountain side. Temps were cool the whole way down and largely uneventful. As we got to the last mile, we passed a hiker who wanted some details about the hike. We were talking when he interrupted by whisper-yelling "Cat!" and pointing behind us. We spun around to see the haunches of an animal disappearing behind a bush about 10-15ft down the trail. The hiker said "I think it's a bobcat", but I was thinking it was much to large and if i had had time to process, we saw its tail which would make it not a bobcat. Before I could really process though, a mountain lion sauntered out the other side of the bush and walked up an adjacent trail to a small hill. We heard something chirping for her, presumably a cub. We were awestruck and this was the highlight of the entire trip. We walked down the last mile dumb with awe of this place when we stumbled upon three more deer eating bushes right next to the trail, completely uninterested in us.
Having completed the big hike, we were stoked at our accomplishment, but ready for some real grub, so we left BB and headed toward the nothingness of Terlingua, TX. Terlingua is an abandoned mining town with some strange local characters. We grabbed lunch and a 12-pack for later. Our camp that night would be on the Rio Grande in the state park called Big Bend Ranch. The Ranch is a 311,000 acre state park that is about as isolated as you can get in the US. We did a 2-mile day hike through Closed Canyon basically what it sounds like, a beautiful dry canyon with steep walls about 30 ft apart. A camper in BB had told us a guy died in this canyon just 3 weeks before. The canyon has a series of 3-5ft slides that water has carved out. You descend down these until you reach one that is about 8-10ft and vertical. The unfortunate hiker descended this one, then couldn't return and froze to death. For us though, it was hot and we were pretty pooped after the morning hike off the South Rim. We retired to our camp and the Rio Grande. We waded into the river and across to Mexico with a beer in hand (well, one of us). There is no border patrol in this area or anyone else for that matter. On the Mexico side, a 400 ft bluff rises up about a quarter mile from the river. Beyond that is a several hundred mile desert mesa. If anyone makes it to the US in this location, we should be glad to have such a hearty being as our countryman. We sat in the river and I drank a six pack, letting the cold water reduce the swelling in my left knee. Sleep was hard that night as the backpack air mattress sprung a leak the night before and so I was sleeping on hard packed ground.
The next morning we drove the rest of the river road along the Rio Grande. It is a spectacular drive. We headed into the heart of The Ranch. Once you turn off the river road, it is a dirt road for 25 miles just to get to the ranger station in the middle. The Ranger seemed ecstatic to see us. She said there were 3 other people in the park and she was happy to just talk to a person. She gave us lots of good tips and mentioned the bunkhouse which I knew existed, but had forgotten about. We had decided that since one of our air mattresses was dead, we were gonna leave the park early and go to nearby Marfa to find a hotel. With the bunkhouse as an option, we now could stay in the park and sleep like humans. The bunkhouse was an actual cowboy bunkhouse used when The Ranch was an actual ranch. We had the place to ourselves. We did a long drive out to the Solitario, the most remote place in the park, but we were done with hiking. We got back to the bunkhouse to find we had a leak in the front right tire. Luckily I had done my homework and bought an air compressor and plug kit when we provisioned in Odessa, so we didn't even have to take off the tire to fix it. That evening we hiked to a place that the Ranger told us about that had 3000 yr old petroglyphs (cave paintings) by Native Americans. It was near a canyon that holds water in even the worst drought conditions and the vibe of the place was magical. After finding the drawings, we walked into the canyon at dusk. It had an amphitheater feel and you couldn't help imagine all the parties and kids running around for a thousand years.
Our last day we got up and hiked the same canyon from the other end. Adjacent to that is a bluff with no trail that the Native Americans used as a lookout to guard against Comanche raids. The Ranger said there were no trails, but at the top, there were fire rings used as wind breaks for the lookouts. We hiked to the top and found the wind breaks. It was a cool final hike of the trip and we crossed another fox on the way down. I didn't mention it but we also saw Javalina (pig like animals), a skunk and countless road runners throughout the trip. We hit the road to Marfa for lunch, then back to Slowdeatha (Odessa) for a hurried clean up of the abused rental truck and final steak dinner.
This trip was amazing and a great experience to share with the boy. If you like to hike, definitely put Big Bend on your wish list, but go in the spring or fall as summer is death trap there. Here are some pics if your interested:
Big Bend Pics