The Wasatch Academy - Mt. Pleasant
We woke up in the Peterson's farmhouse, grubbed on country grub, and laid irrigation pipe with Summer and her cousin. Her Dad Steve, had already dug this huge trench, so we just had to roll it in and bury it. I had to wrassle the giant black anaconda of tubing quite a bit to get it to lay in the ground.
We caught the 20mph tail wind, screeching ready, the whole 7miles out to our show at The Wasatch Academy. Here's a pic of the ferocious wind with 2 lads who are standing in its way.
The good looking guy with the pink sports bra who pedaled for 20 minutes straight like a cross-dressing Lance Armstrong at the Provo show, had lit the inside of the speaker cabinet on fire, melting our capacitor with his pink prowess. Thus, with the pedal-powered PA out of commission for the next week, we just used the school band's PA. That's Yusuf (a senior) sitting-in on dumbek. Bob the wine-brewing music teacher also joined us on bass.
Though folks wanted to pedal the PA, fortunately, my homies Paul & Nate (www.RocktheBike.com) were busy FedExing out another capacitor for me to pick up down the road so the folks in Southern Utah could pedal it when we got down to them.
The good looking guy with the pink sports bra who pedaled for 20 minutes straight like a cross-dressing Lance Armstrong at the Provo show, had lit the inside of the speaker cabinet on fire, melting our capacitor with his pink prowess. Thus, with the pedal-powered PA out of commission for the next week, we just used the school band's PA. That's Yusuf (a senior) sitting-in on dumbek. Bob the wine-brewing music teacher also joined us on bass.
Though folks wanted to pedal the PA, fortunately, my homies Paul & Nate (www.RocktheBike.com) were busy FedExing out another capacitor for me to pick up down the road so the folks in Southern Utah could pedal it when we got down to them.
In the honeybee sunlight, I sang the songs, and told my tales, and afterwards I enjoyed yakking with the kids about what it's like to go to school in Mt. Pleasant, and what their plans and dreams were. A bunch of folks were busy snipping, hole-punching, and painting in the background making CD's. I also was stoked when I found out that I'd completely run out of shirts - the experiment of hauling shirts and patches around has been definitively successful. Thank you Say it Green (www.SayItGreen.com) for the amazing sustainable garments!
The good souls: Bekkah and Vipp invited the SYP! Caravan over to their home for organic quinoa and dal and goodies, smelling like hot salt and warm earth.
Saying goodbye to Matt and my mom (who'd come down from Orem to check it out) and in the shadow of night, my dad and I pedaled away, off toward Ephraim 17 miles away - The Dominguez Boys out on another grand adventure trek.
Comments