Winter World of Beer Tour
January 14-15 (days 10 & 11)
Today’s destination was Gastonia, NC. We made arrangements to sleep in the parking lot of the venue Curtiss was playing at. We arrived with plenty of time to spare, so walked the dogs the 1-mile trek to downtown. Found coffee, used the internet, Curtiss took advantage of a barbershop, and due to our laziness, bought a pizza to avoid cooking.
The pizza was thin and greasy…not the best we’ve had, but it was cheap! Shortly after eating we heard a knock on our trailer door. Turns out a speech pathologist I worked with in Juneau had retired and she and her husband now lived near Gastonia. They drove their Sprinter van to the show, ate dinner in the parking lot, and hung out with us. It was such a wonderful surprise. We consider Juneau a second home, so when we get the opportunity to see people from Juneau it gives us this warm, home-like feeling.
The show itself was short, but great! It was the perfect reprieve from the bar shows as it was a listening room that showcased musicians.
Here’s a shot from the venue:
We slept with the buzz of traffic whizzing by us, but thankfully the temperature was perfect for sleeping and we both slept like babies.
Friday January 15
Early the next morning we heard a knock on the door, sleepy-eyed stumbled to the door and opened it. An older man asked, “Can I ask you what you’re doing here? This is a private lot.” Once we let him know we had permission from the owner he lessened his harsh town, apologized and left. For fear of having someone else knock, we opted to put this up on the trailer door:
Getting a random knock on the door early in the morning letting us know we were parked in a private lot lead us leave this note on the door. Thankfully the gentleman who knocked was polite, but regardless, we were hoping for uninterrupted sleep. I guess it's the risk we take for boondocking! #boondocking #ontour #wewantsleep #paygasnotrent #pgnr
I took advantage of a free morning and walked to town, got coffee and used the internet. Curtiss drove down to pick me up as we got caught in a heavy rainstorm. Thanks to a tip from the guy who ran the music studio Curtiss played at the previous night, we stopped off at a pancake house on our way out of town. Nothing on their menu was over $5. It was a gem of a spot!
Once we arrived to Columbia, SC, we pulled into the Barnyard RV Park, which was situated behind a flea market. I thought I had make reservations, but had apparently gotten sidetracked in my planning, which was unfortunate for us because they had no vacancies.
Instead, we found a family campground a little ways out of town. It was quiet, less crowded and we felt a better spot for us anyway.
The show Friday was at The Columbia WOB. Their set up was not one that favored musicians. Upon arrival we were walked upstairs, which was closed off to the public, and were lead to a balcony that overlooked the bar. The bartender told us, “Yeah, it’s great up here. Sometimes you get a crowd that heckles you from below, and then there are about 40 seats over there that can’t see you and usually don’t even know you’re here.” Neither of us got the impression he was joking, so we concluded he must not get how awful it is performing for a non-responsive crowd. Needless to say, it was a rough night for music.