Another great weekend in the desert with the usual suspects. Rye rocked his faux Robeez in a
Royal Robbins impression, shoved his wagon through the sand, and poured gravel back and forth between cups. He missed the late-night drum circle, which included a
Persian Daf, a
dumbek, djembe, a couple of
digeridoos, several plastic egg shakers, some castanets, and other various noisemakers. It's a pretty international group—and some are more musical than others, especially once you factor in handcrafted beer and homemade French apple whiskey.



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