Fourth of July night was full of pleasant surprises that my fuzzy memory is slowly piecing all together. Watching the fireworks on top of the whale watching boat was really just the beginning of the night. The plan was to head to a local watering hole called the Brown Lantern, but as we stepped on to the street the blissful sound of live music filled our ear drums and called us else where.
Succumbing to the seducing sounds, we found ourselves in front of Anacortes locals Spoonshine. In a bar filled with maybe thirty people, some more interested in their pizza dinner than the amazing music that was being amplified a mere ten feet from their table, these three musicians killed it. Truly, these guys were well practiced following each other through solos, tempo changes, broken guitar strings, and an overly friendly fan who was practically dancing on stage with them. A mix of bluegrass, rock and roll, and passion created amazing music. Thanks Spoonshine.
Our night was not over when the music stopped. We made it to two more fine establishments for funny people watching and a few bar games. Biking home from "downtown" turned out to be a great ride: two in the morning, no one on the streets,a late night stop for an egg sandwich and a small hill just to let our legs know they were doing work, good times.
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