Pemberton Music Festival: Day 1
Pemberton, it turns out, is beautiful. It's a strikingly obvious thing to say, but so many festival grounds are not. I arrived wednesday night after a rollicking ride with two ladies I found on Ricky Rides: Pemberton, rather smartly, has a link to the ridesharing service on their website. After the long slog to the campgrounds, I set up my tent next to some kind strangers. Security at Pemberton, as I was relieved to discover, is taken very seriously. Uniformed folks abound on foot, golf cart and horseback. I've been able to leave my tent basically unattended (but for the watchful eye of the friendly gentleman in the golden shorts one site over) for the whole day and nothing has happened. It's a credit to the organizers that I've almost forgotten that I'm here for a music festival. The mountains surrounding the site are so beautiful that I am left feeling like I am simply here to camp out with 15,000 nice people. A wonderful time is being had by all and the festival grounds have not even opened yet.