Winnipeg Folk Music Festival 2001

This is funny because the guy on the left (with the crazy hair) looks like someone I worked with.	The long line-up of cars just to get into the festival grounds (at Birds Hill Provincial Park).	The long line-up to walk into the festival itself, if you don't have tickets already. A whole lot of people.
I did not even have the program guide in my hand for ten seconds and already I dropped it and the cover gets torn off. It is so much my style of luck that I had to take a picture of it to remind me.	First walk into the festival.	Going through the food vendor area.
Just some typical, crazy people at the festival.	I have no idea why I took this picture.	This is how many people where there on the opening night (Thursday).
A whole lot of people.	A whole lot of people.	Eesh, if only I could remember who this was. Sorry. :)
This space intentionally left blank. So there.	This is the kind of trailer my little brother wants to buy, a funky Boler.	Unfortunately you cannot tell in this picture at all, but many people in the audience were playing their djembes along with the people on stage. I left mine at home, saved it for later that night...
I have no idea why I took this pic.	A whole lot of people.	For some reason I liked the back of her top. Too bad the tag is sticking up.
A whole lot of people. Am I sounding redundant yet? Well, there were really a whole lot of people. Dunno why I took so many similar pics of crowds, though.	These were crazy women on stilts...	...they seemed to attract quite a following everywhere they went.
Day 1, Kelly and Nancy. Not too bad a pic.	This is Erin McKeown, she had a great voice and great energy and her band members include Dave Chalfant from the Nields, who also produced her first album. Check her out!	Some cool lookin' people. I always love to people watch at the folkfestival, it brings out a great group of people.
This guy was a little weird, but more power to him! Rock on, tall green man with weird things over your ears!	One of the workshops. Of course, I waited far to long to add these comments in here and now I forget who was on-stage.	A close-up of me that Nancy took. I think I look like Billy Bragg in this pic. :)
The walk and main entrance to the festival campground, where we stayed.	deleted terrible picture of kelly and nancy. :)	One of the main workshops, from far away.
Sure, some people have strange tastes in clothes but I respect them all that much more for being brave enough to actually wear them.	Nancy from behind.	Nancy. Ta-da
This was a great, impromptu jam session with mostly djembe drums. It was in one of the vendor tents for the local African drum company. Very cool.	Another view of the impromptu drum circle. It sounded great and, as always, instantly attracted a whole lot of people.	Okay. You are wondering why I took this. Well... it's *not* to get a standard shot of the portapotties. I wanted to get a picture of some guy wearing a yellow sarong, as I thought it looked cool.
This gives you an idea of how many tents were to be found in the main festival campground. What you see here is only a very small fraction of the campground, rest assured.	[deleted]	I can spot a nice thong a thousand feet away. :)
Just a picture of the normal chaos of the campground.	Ah, yes. Every year the "wa" in washrooms gets covered up to reveal what people really want: shrooms. Try them, they're good for you.	Perhaps it's time to sacrifice the lamb... it's always nice to see all sorts of props in the festival campground
deleted.	No idea why I took this.	Ah, the evening glow of campfires and the smell of smoke and food. Call me crazy but the smell always reminds me of India, as millions of people use wood stoves there every day. It even looked like India-style pollution. :)
More smoke. I thought it looked cool.	These were some of the vendors who worked along the pathway between the campground and the festival site. Great place to buy beads, sarongs, miscellaneous cool stuff...	Nobody knows why everybody always does what everyone else is doing. "Mooooo." hehe.
Oops, mistake.	Oh, you do you best to surprise someone and you still mess it up. :)	Another guy in a sarong. Cool!
Day 3, Kelly and Nancy. Hardly flattering.	This is what you do when you are sitting so far away from the stage that the musicians look like little dots. You sit around and talk and have your own little party.	I don't think this was even all the way back.
The colors everywhere looked cool as the sky was starting to dim, the sun was going down...	A nice picture of the sunset behind the tress.	These people sat so far back, so completely far away from the stage that it was like they were in another country or something. It was so far back that I had to take a picture of them and remember what kind of people sit so far back that they cannot get any further away. From here, even with binoculars the musicians would look like dots.
Another picture of the sunset.	This was my "avante-garde" picture. When you have a digital camera, sometimes just playing with the focus is fun.	Picture of me as the sun was going down.
Nancy wearing my fave brown sweater and ordering some food.	Too bad it's out of focus; I liked this girl's clothes.	I found it particularly funny that everyone seemed to be wearing exactly the same sandals. Must have been a sale on.
I don't know who this guy is but he reminds me of a cool, geeky friend I had in high school.	Another sunset.	The crowd, from behind the jumbotron screen.
A whole lot of people.	Another sunset. But this one is my favorite.	[deleted, brutal picture. hehe]
The frizbee looks like a UFO. But then again, maybe there's *both* a frizbee and a UFO in this picture. Maybe I should report it, you know, call it in.	This is a great picture of the sunset, just before the sun went completely down.	A little experiment in keeping the shutter open.
[deleted]	I like how the lights become squiggles with a half-second exposure.	Me, at home. Four days of not shaving, so I needed to get a picture.
Actually, I liked the bristle so much I needed two pictures.	Three pictures. I must have been trying to use the the last of my roll of film.	Wait a minute. It's a digital camera. You never, ever get to the end of a roll of film. See how surprised I look at having figured this out? Actually, it looks like I have bad gas. Which I probably did have, at the time. But anyway, take a look and you'll see what I mean. My expression here is somehow the universal expression for bad gas. And so I must have put down the camera from here on in, and let it all go...