The festival was chock full of freewheelin' golden girls.
The spirit of the ride gave me that feeling of days gone by. This woman reminds me of a kind of hippie-chick you might have seen in the Haight-Ashbury hey day.
The staff got to wear these cute flags indicating the role they played at the festival. I'm sure many of our readers will find this woman quite yummy.
I don't know about you, but I wouldn't mind having the word "Manager" plastered across my ass.
But more than that, I was jealous of her fantastic grey and black arm warmers and floppy hat.
Riding with the band certainly brought smiles to many faces.