Northern Blues
Well it’s been that time of year. Time to head North to the Maryport Blues Festival, followed by a bit of bimbling in wild places, sampling some interesting beers, eating local produce and sleeping in a wet tent. And boy was it wet. I suppose I should not have irritated the weather gods before I went, by installing a micro-irrigation system at home to keep my tubs, baskets and tomatoes watered automatically. Met up with an old friend to climb Helvellyn via a rather windy Striding edge, made a new friend on the Screes at Wastwater, renewed existing friendships over a glass of Whisky and chats about pubs.
Maryport Blues Friday
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Ian Anderson was magnificently loony, and King King were really rocking.
Maryport Blues Saturday
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John Mayall and The Blues Band were fantastic and showed that blue men can sing the whites.
Maryport Blues Sunday
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Eric Burdon looked a bit like a cross between a small Chris Farlow (see 2008) and Bonio’s dad and showed the experience of an old trooper. Terrific stuff.
Elsewhere in Cumbria
...ravings from the Shell... 