Chains of Doom
Friday morning I woke up early in Redding and loaded up all of my gear (I should play fewer instruments/and/or get a band to tour with me and help me carry stuff). I could tell that a storm had moved in overnight, in alignment with my sister’s predictions. I had picked up some chains for my tires in Sacramento for my drive to Portland, but was still hoping I wouldn’t have to use them… (click ‘view original post’ if you’re on facebook). (Read on …)