The Queen of Bungee

Early one Saturday morning, three little musos went on a trip. They travelled over mountains to reach their destination… Woodford Folk Festival. It was time to set up camp. The womenfolk were well prepared to show off their tent assembling skills, despite much mocking by the man-folk (aka Paul).

Ok enough of story time. Let me just say, I am Queen of Bungee! Even Paul was impressed with my skilled use of the bungee cord. It was a fun day. Very hot and very dusty, but fun none-the-less. We missed Mannie again, our second trip to Woodford without him, but the three of us managed to secure a great camp site and rope off a spot for Mannie’s van (should he decide to join us on our next trip up).

And of course in true Sunas style (as I am fast learning), we stopped for a quick bite, which ended up being gourmet scrambled eggs ala Paul. We were surprised to see though, that the always friendly Woodford folk had ripped us off with only 11 eggs in our carton.

Aside from a missing egg, a blistered finger and the scorching heat, we are definitely feeling the Woodford vibe and are very exciting for the festival next week. See you there!