Hey everybody. This is I. Forbes on the wire feeding everyone that's interested some news from the inside. Keep on coming back, because I'll be posting new journals each night. Finally, you can see life through the fiddler's eyes. Folk yeah!

Thursday 8.11– 2:45am

Give the girls one last kiss cause it's time to hit the road fellahs. We're leaving San Diego in what was Wednesday night turned Thursday early morning to go ruffle some feathers and bring the folk to the far reaches of California.

Thursday 8.11– 10:30am

We made it Morro Bay. Captain J. and first mate Josh Cass successfully docked the van minutes before they passed out in full sleep depravity. Luckily, I was snuggled deep in the back of the van for the journey, but during my brief moments of non-sleep caused by an asleep limb waking me up (ironic, no?) or a gas/stretch break highlights included:
-conversation: what was Atrayu's horse's name in the Never Ending Story?
-grape toss to mouth catch game, which I think I technically won by being the only one to successfully catch my rebounded grape and put it in my mouth.
-back seat snuggles with J. John.
-meeting this crazy man in a neon green Gilligan fishers hat in front of a 7-11 and letting him know that we're in a metal band on our way to Coney Island for a big show.

Thursday 8.11– 11:22pm

Let's make sure we took care of everything on our checklist for the first day of the tour. Get a nap. Check. Hang out around the Chorro Creek Ranch, pet some gnarly doggies, and wander around the grounds breathing the salty breeze and playing some folky tunes to the horses and the hills. Done. Bring the folk to the people at the ranch. Done and done. Tonight was an amazing start to the tour and as always, we love playing for the folks at the Ranch. We got a chance to play a lot of our newer mellow songs that never get any breathing room in the wild barroom shows like River Rolls, Beware, and Purple Heart, plus all those other rowdy standards that get the room moving and even threw in a cover of the Weight. Good times. Time for a little hanging out and some sleepy time. Watch out San Francisco, cause tomorrow, here we come.