Tuesday, September 06, 2005
CHAS-FEST pt.2
some more candid pics from our debauch campout at the Chas-fest '05.

It all started so innocently and freewheeling...

nothing but fern covered hillsides... to baffle the sound of the screams

As much as we peed in the river it still remained clear, amazing

Cathy on the bridge over to Chas' farm. Beautiful.

So how many men DOES it take to put up a tent? Amusingly, all the women could do was squat together. And of course Father Fagan is consecrating something?!?

what a layout. Chas-stock '05.

This was the pink floyd cover band 'pigs on the wing'. That's Chas on the far right playing sax.

with the ethereal sound of the 'floyd' swirling all around, anything is possible. Here I am about to try and levitate a can of fosters up to my face and empty it's contents into my drinking hole.

Everything was brilliant... and then the firegod arrived in spectacular fashion...

this was the last normal photo taken of chris before he transited into an apparition.

then SHAZAM! it's like he turned into a eerie waft of ectoplasm.

some how he was still able to levitate cans of beer up to his ghostly drinking hole.

Anyhow, after 4 hours of rain everything returned to normal by the morning. and then some fucker burned ny beenie.

It all started so innocently and freewheeling...

nothing but fern covered hillsides... to baffle the sound of the screams

As much as we peed in the river it still remained clear, amazing

Cathy on the bridge over to Chas' farm. Beautiful.

So how many men DOES it take to put up a tent? Amusingly, all the women could do was squat together. And of course Father Fagan is consecrating something?!?

what a layout. Chas-stock '05.

This was the pink floyd cover band 'pigs on the wing'. That's Chas on the far right playing sax.

with the ethereal sound of the 'floyd' swirling all around, anything is possible. Here I am about to try and levitate a can of fosters up to my face and empty it's contents into my drinking hole.

Everything was brilliant... and then the firegod arrived in spectacular fashion...

this was the last normal photo taken of chris before he transited into an apparition.

then SHAZAM! it's like he turned into a eerie waft of ectoplasm.

some how he was still able to levitate cans of beer up to his ghostly drinking hole.

Anyhow, after 4 hours of rain everything returned to normal by the morning. and then some fucker burned ny beenie.