a few days later, we attended a crab, seafood, and wine festival in astoria, oregon. there was a great folk band playing called brownsmead flats. the best description i can muster is that they reminded me a little of the folksmen from a mighty wind. there's a puppy in the parlor and a skillet on the stove and a smelly old blanket that a navajo wove. you know, stuff like that. here's a video.
after heading north to vancouver, we passed through the cascade mountains on our way to ketchum, idaho. on the sunday we were in town, we walked with brooke's sister kate to a small pub named grumpy's that was celebrating its 30th anniversary with a lot of beer and some music by a group named the damphools. they also had a pedal steel guitarist that i missed in the picture. i also felt the need to purchase some overalls.
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