I didn't get to take many pictures of musicians because there was so much to experience, and my camera really got in the way. Here is a good number of shots, though. I'll start with the Gulf of Mexico, a coast I've only seen one other time.
Wilson Savoy. He and his mother, Ann, taught us a little bit about singing in Cajun French. He plays accordion and sings for the Pine Leaf Boys.
Remnants and recoveries.
The dance barn, where we were cooked a fabulous supper each night of spicy gumbo. After supper there was a dance.
Preparing moose gumbo.
Now we're in Lafayette, at the Acadian Village. We were some of the early birds to arrive on this cold afternoon, but it was pretty crowded by Friday night.
There were two spots to see music at this festival: the dance floor and the chapel. The chapel seemed to be for sitting and listening. Especially at night, we were packed in shoulder to shoulder across the pews and on the floor, listening silently to some of the finest performances.
The dance floor. Not many folks showed up for the square dances, but by nightfall, during a Cajun dance, you could hardly move due to so many dancers.
Back at the old homestead, enjoying the sun once it finally came out. The entire week had been perfectly hot (in the 80s), but we were layered up over the weekend, and this was a nice break.
We had a nice visit/serenade from Critter Eldridge!
Getting charged up for a long evening of dances and Halloween costumes.
