FALCON RIDGE, PART THE FIRST: to the Festivalfor whatever reason, someone was writing "the ultimate bling bling" over & over again in loops in the sky.
leaving Staten Island, a man rollerdancing in the street.
on the road to falcon ridge, ladies room, Citgo station.
crowd during performance.
i really liked the burros.
welcome to the Front Porch.
the festival from the hill.
oldben on the hill.
Shannon on the grass.
wares in the bazaar.
a woodworker / horncarver in his bazaar tent.
you could do whatever you wanted to Mr. President there...
girl & drums.
children at play, photo by oldben.
Maura on the hill.
a paddock by the festival entrance, Long Hill Farm.
the sweet horse.
oldben & the horse.
this horse was mean & arrogant. you can see the madness in his eyes...
girl & horse.
evening through trees, photo by oldben.
Maura & a sparkler.
sparklers, girls, crowd.
Shannon & a sparkler.
the crowd at night.
snaggles on the hillside.
snaggles on the hillside 2.
snaggles on the hillside 3.
an amazing hat at Snaggle Rock.
crowd adjacent to the Front Porch, our immense campsite.
front porch 1.
front porch 2: my uncle Jeff performs.
front porch 3.
front porch 4.