Last weekend Lauren and I went with Darryl (D-Money) and his buddy Chase and Chase's lady Sabrina to the Roots and Blues festival in Salmon Arm, B.C. Not only did we see Serena Ryder, Bedouin Soundclash and SAM ROBERTS, but I lost every important piece of ID, plastic and electronic that I own. And all in different places at different times. I know, shit show. Anyway, there I was California ID-less, iphone-less and debit card-less. Sunday morning I was feeling pretty low about it, but, by the grace of Canada, by Sunday afternoon I had gotten not one, not two but all three of those valuable possessions back! Can you believe that? How awesome are Canadians? I mean I have lost my drivers licence so many times, and every time I have gotten it back. And believe me it is not easy to return my California drivers licence to me, it takes multiple steps. So thank you festival going Canadians for being so awesome and taking the time to turn in all my crap.
Anyway, I digress, here are our shots from the festival. You may be wondering why none of them are of the actual festival, and while that may seem like a logical question all it implies is that you haven't been to a weekend-long festival in a while, if ever.
We depart from Chinook, about two hours later than we had hoped but you know how these things go.
D-Money took the ride as an opportunity to catch up on some much needed sleep. And Lauren and I used that time as an opportunity to play girly pop music. 
Check out the anchor, it's in some town I can't remember. But I do remember thinking it was ironic given we weren't anywhere near a large body of water.
Friday night, that's the night I lost my ID, if you're keeping track.
Sabrina's chair had the sneaky pouch. Very useful for sneaking your own drinks in to places, not that we would ever do that.
Bro-mance
I guess Lauren isn't a fan of the early morning candid photo shoot.
O yea, Friday night when Serena Ryder went on, Lauren and I ran down to the front of the stage and promptly fell right on our asses in ankle deep mud. Very Woodstock, oh yea it was the anniversary of Woodstock so we meant to do that. Only problem for me was that was my only pair of pants, o well. Fuck pants!
The view from our tent.
Some sibling affection.
o another shot of me in a Porto-potty. Looking a bit drunk, wait did I take that myself?
We are hardcore
But not as hardcore as this dude. Rock on brother, and nice cane might I add.
I thought these three were the best dressed of the festival.
My phone's amazing return. Some points of interest here. A.) I have no idea how this picture happened, seems impossible to me to take a photo of your screen with a camera that is on the opposite side of the phone. B.) I don't think I had my phone at 1:46 am, could be wrong though. and C.) How was it plugged in????? All very mysterious. Looks like I am pretty popular though. Next stop TOFINO!!!!
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