We travelled down to near Pinjarra to go to the Fairbrige Festival. Jann came with us and we met Harry and Grace and Roy, Kim, Angus and Tully there. It is held at the huge bushland site of a former Orphanage where thousands of people come to camp and have a great time for the weekend. There are literally dozens of venues at the festival all with a wide variety of different acts and activities. We saw almost every conceivable genre of music and even some new ones. How about “tango rockabilly latin gypsy deathcore punk” (I kid you not – and strangely enough I think it was the perfect description for the Barons of Tang). There was lots of street theatre, craft activities, circus skills, convict ghost stories, flying foxes, rope swings, rock climbing, places to eat and drink and all in a remarkable array of buildings, marquees, tepees and in the open. And of course there was a very diverse crowd, perfect for people watching.
The camping grounds were massive with just about everyone there staying for the weekend. I can thoroughly recommend the Fairbridge Festival – not tuna toss but excellent fun all the same.
The camping grounds were massive with just about everyone there staying for the weekend. I can thoroughly recommend the Fairbridge Festival – not tuna toss but excellent fun all the same.
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