Hitting the festival for the first time this season. Overly pleased that the additional 10 miles south adds only 2 minutes to the trip door to gate. And I can't even tell you which room my costume might be in, although I did find the raincoats. Yay. Unfortunately, the power at the gate was on the fritz, so my wait in line for my pass was actually longer than the commute. Fortunately, we eventually had entertainment in line from Stupina delivering programs, Jean Cabot relating piratical history and the Pyrates Royale camped out at the edge of the crowd, generally causing trouble.

I didn't capture any shots of the outside, but here's the inside, including the Pyrates, Skum, the Princess thang (in which I missed Judy -- this time), Bob Sheets, and general shots of the festival.