We have returned home from a fabulous weekend in Asheville, NC. All is right with the world. I get my bed back. Andrew Myers has married the beautiful Sally McGuire. I have checked off “Drum Circle” on my bucket list (promised video coming soon).
Back weeks ago when Sally and Andrew started talking about a noon time Saturday wedding outside beside a trout stream I thought they had lost their minds. What if it rains? Where will all those people go to the bathroom? There were other questions, but those two seems to be the ones most asked.
Since my back/leg pain is as intense as it was the day it started, I was lucky enough to be driven to the mountain meadow site of the wedding in and SUV full of people with wheel chairs, walkers and extra boxes of depends in tote bags among their belongings. Although I was hurting like hell, at one point during the afternoon I disappeared and made the trek across those bridges. Giant, round shaved trees, so large that they dwarf the sizes of most power poles you see out in the countryside, were dropped across the expanse of the river and boards were nailed across them. A handrail was affixed to one side, leaving the other side open with an unobstructed view of the stream.
Two of these bridges were in place from the family’s cabin to the meadow where the wedding was held. Before the wedding, I stood at the spot where the couple would say their vows. behind the congregation was the trout stream and to the front was an expanse of meadow, bathed in sunshine running right up to a section of foothills that wrapped their arms from the heights around the newly created couple and their awestruck witnesses.
Not only was this a good place for a wedding, it might be the most perfect place anywhere to have a wedding. The kids had a place to romp. The adults had a great place to eat, drink and listen to music. And the good Lord in heaven put on a show with breezes, the great colors of nature all thrown in with birdsong and a bubbling stream. Everyone in attendance had that look on their face. That, wow-I’m-having-a-perfect-day look. If I had been free of pain and my ever-present pain medications it would have been a perfect day for me too.
I was glad to get to meet Sally’s quirky family. They are quirky. The good kind of quirky. I think her dad, Les, and I will get into some trouble together at some point. I don’t think we’ll end up in jail or anything. That’s really not how I roll. But, I’ve got to get back into shape and out of pain because there is a good chance we’ll have to either outrun something or someone. I just have this strange feeling that we might be fishing somewhere and have to outrun a bear. Time will tell on that one.
Our plan was to run downtown about 6 p.m. and join the drum circle for about an hour. Then scoot back out to the venue where the rehearsal dinner was being held and get there in time for a bite and a toast to Sally and Andrew. It took us 15 minutes to get downtown and because of some issue with the road, an hour and fifteen minutes to get back. We got back just in time to get some food and to deliver my toast.
When we get our dams breached and paddlers start coming to town, a regular drum circle in UpTown would be a perfect addition to the ambience of the city. People gather at Asheville’s drum circle site, a small amphitheater in the middle of town. It provides a rhythm to the night. It brings smelly hippies and BMW-driving yuppies right smack dab together and it gives the neighborhood nuts a place to dance. However stupid this all sounds, it works. And, it is something that you will talk about for a long time if you’ll ever let your freak flag fly long enough to go and see one.
I promised video, even if it makes me look stupid. Here is it. And, you know what? I don’t really care if you think I look stupid. I had a great time and I can’t wait to do it again. Preferably here in Columbus so more of my friends can come out and laugh at me.
Asheville Drum Circle Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-av3BjQMuPg