What a day yesterday was!  We had lunch with the Early Guy and the Early Bride...ever have spaghetti and
meatballs on a stick?  Sherry did.  After lunch, we enjoyed the Gibson Brothers, then headed out to Fargo,
which is  every bit as exciting as I remembered it from 20 years ago.  I know that's not fair, because Fargo
suffers by comparison, being right next door to exciting Moorhead, MN.  We kept expecting to run into the
Coen brothers. Today, we're on the road through what they tell us will be 90+ degree heat.  Glad Stubby
checked the a/c and coolant on "Dixie" before we left home.  Here we go, on to Miles City, Montana, for
tonight, with stops for the Giant Buffalo in Jamestown, the giant Holstein in New Salem, and whatever else
we can find to squander some time on.  Oh, eats, too.  Later.
Jay and Sherry
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4

What a day yesterday was!  We had lunch with
the Early Guy and the Early Bride...ever have
spaghetti and meatballs on a stick?  Sherry
did.  After lunch, we enjoyed the Gibson
Brothers, then headed out to Fargo, which is  
every bit as exciting as I remembered it from 20
years ago.  I know that's not fair, because
Fargo suffers by comparison, being right next
door to exciting Moorhead, MN.  We kept
expecting to run into the Coen brothers.
Today, we're on the road through what they tell
us will be 90+ degree heat.  Glad Stubby
checked the a/c and coolant on "Dixie" before
we left home.  Here we go, on to Miles City,
Montana, for tonight, with stops for the Giant
Buffalo in Jamestown, the giant Holstein in
New Salem, and whatever else we can find to
squander some time on.  Oh, eats, too.  Later.
Jay and Sherry
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4

What a day yesterday was!  We had lunch with
the Early Guy and the Early Bride...ever have
spaghetti and meatballs on a stick?  Sherry
did.  After lunch, we enjoyed the Gibson
Brothers, then headed out to Fargo, which is  
every bit as exciting as I remembered it from 20
years ago.  I know that's not fair, because
Fargo suffers by comparison, being right next
door to exciting Moorhead, MN.  We kept
expecting to run into the Coen brothers.
Today, we're on the road through what they tell
us will be 90+ degree heat.  Glad Stubby
checked the a/c and coolant on "Dixie" before
we left home.  Here we go, on to Miles City,
Montana, for tonight, with stops for the Giant
Buffalo in Jamestown, the giant Holstein in
New Salem, and whatever else we can find to
squander some time on.  Oh, eats, too.  Later.
Jay and Sherry
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4

What a day yesterday was!  We had lunch with
the Early Guy and the Early Bride...ever have
spaghetti and meatballs on a stick?  Sherry
did.  After lunch, we enjoyed the Gibson
Brothers, then headed out to Fargo, which is  
every bit as exciting as I remembered it from 20
years ago.  I know that's not fair, because
Fargo suffers by comparison, being right next
door to exciting Moorhead, MN.  We kept
expecting to run into the Coen brothers.
Today, we're on the road through what they tell
us will be 90+ degree heat.  Glad Stubby
checked the a/c and coolant on "Dixie" before
we left home.  Here we go, on to Miles City,
Montana, for tonight, with stops for the Giant
Buffalo in Jamestown, the giant Holstein in
New Salem, and whatever else we can find to
squander some time on.  Oh, eats, too.  Later.
Jay and Sherry
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4

What a day yesterday was!  We had lunch with
the Early Guy and the Early Bride...ever have
spaghetti and meatballs on a stick?  Sherry
did.  After lunch, we enjoyed the Gibson
Brothers, then headed out to Fargo, which is  
every bit as exciting as I remembered it from 20
years ago.  I know that's not fair, because
Fargo suffers by comparison, being right next
door to exciting Moorhead, MN.  We kept
expecting to run into the Coen brothers.
Today, we're on the road through what they tell
us will be 90+ degree heat.  Glad Stubby
checked the a/c and coolant on "Dixie" before
we left home.  Here we go, on to Miles City,
Montana, for tonight, with stops for the Giant
Buffalo in Jamestown, the giant Holstein in
New Salem, and whatever else we can find to
squander some time on.  Oh, eats, too.  Later.
Jay and Sherry
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4

What a day yesterday was!  We had lunch with
the Early Guy and the Early Bride...ever have
spaghetti and meatballs on a stick?  Sherry
did.  After lunch, we enjoyed the Gibson
Brothers, then headed out to Fargo, which is  
every bit as exciting as I remembered it from 20
years ago.  I know that's not fair, because
Fargo suffers by comparison, being right next
door to exciting Moorhead, MN.  We kept
expecting to run into the Coen brothers.
Today, we're on the road through what they tell
us will be 90+ degree heat.  Glad Stubby
checked the a/c and coolant on "Dixie" before
we left home.  Here we go, on to Miles City,
Montana, for tonight, with stops for the Giant
Buffalo in Jamestown, the giant Holstein in
New Salem, and whatever else we can find to
squander some time on.  Oh, eats, too.  Later.
Jay and Sherry
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
First rule of travel,
class?  Anybody
paying attention?  
Little Johnny?  Never
miss a chance to pee?
 Right.  Good boy.
As far as is known,
there has never
been a photo taken
of this man with his
mouth closed.
Kinda like listening
to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH
mini-donuts at the
MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
Moose listeners and friends from all over the place at the Minnesota State Fair.  
On the left, longtime listeners and e-mailers Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel Festival in Mondovi, Jim and
Bobbi from the People's Republic of Minnesota (and Tennessee).  
And our dear old friends, Ralph and Janice from between Stubbyville and Durand. Didn't we have fun at the Gibson
Brothers concert?
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning question:
 
Where's the biffy?
An ancient ritual among certain rural Minnesota
mystics: placing carefully sculpted geometric shapes
in a pattern designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned Stonehenge
after these placements.  You could look it up.
Don't know what the big fuss was about the
Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its predecessor, in
modern form, built by ancient Minnesota
thousand years before anybody thought about
that thing in Egypt.
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and
Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  We got an
autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be
hearing some of it on Bluegrass Wednesday,
when we get back home.  What a beautiful day
Thursday was!
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
Underway Thursday
morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  
Slept in LATE this
morning.  Didn't roll
out till 5:00.  Strange,
foggy feeling.
As far as is known, there has
never been a photo taken of this
man with his mouth closed. Kinda
like listening to his show.  
Wonderful, FRESH mini-donuts at
the MN State Fair.  

Oh, yummy!
And our dear old friends,
Ralph and Janice from
between Stubbyville and
Durand. Didn't we have fun
at the Gibson Brothers
concert?
There they are, our favorites, Eric on banjo and Leigh on guitar, the Gibson Brothers.  
We got an autographed copy of their latest Cd, and you'll be hearing some of it on
Bluegrass Wednesday, when we get back home.  What a beautiful day Thursday was!
Boy, talk about your "sea of humanity"...
Thousands of folks at the fair, all with the same burning
question:
Where's the biffy?
Underway Thursday morning.  Fog and the
after another day.  Slept in LATE this morning.  
Didn't roll out till 5:00.  Strange, foggy feeling.
First rule of travel, class?  Anybody paying
attention?  Little Johnny?  Never miss a
chance to pee?  Right.  Good boy.
Moose listeners and friends from all over the
place at the Minnesota State Fair.
On the left, longtime
listeners and e-mailers
Bill and Linda.
In the middle, new friends we met at the
King's Countrymen's Bluegrass Gospel
Festival in Mondovi, Jim and Bobbi from
the People's Republic of Minnesota (and
Tennessee).
We met up with the Early Guy and the
Early Bride for lunch before the concert.
We devoured everything from the
Spaghetti and Meatballs (on a stick, of
course) to the traditional standby,
Cheeseburger.
Don't know what the big fuss was about
the Sphinx in Egypt.  Here's its
predecessor, in modern form, built by
ancient Minnesota thousand years
before anybody thought about that thing
in Egypt.
An ancient ritual among certain rural
Minnesota mystics: placing carefully
sculpted geometric shapes in a pattern
designed to match the stars.  It's not
widely known, but the Druids patterned
Stonehenge after these placements.  
You could look it up.
CRUISIN' WITH
JAY & SHERRY
YELLOWSTONE 2009
September 4
Day 2