Wow! We got to Morgantown, WV and played an excellent gig at the black bear burrito. After tunes, busking at the stadium before the big game, delicious food, and a hot coffee for the road we were off and running again. We drove through the night with a fearless Jeremy Silansky at the wheel and sleeping bodies strewn across the floor and van seats. Dawn broke over the Tennessee river and cotton fields lined the Natchez Trail as we made our journey south. 7 hours to go...
