Here are some sights around the festival. There was quite a bit more awesome psychedelic stuff, but that got taken down shortly after the Main Event and I missed the chance to photograph it.
Anyway, here is the dam/lake, with a fairly minimal camp beside it.
Some folks take "minimal" camping a bit further. Someone lived here for several days.
Then there were the old-school hippies. Not extinct yet!
And this was the shade domes of the crew I met and hung out with.
These folks - six or seven people, it varied - were mostly adults like me, but further from mainstream. The structure in the middle of the domes is a hippie-trap. It is made using coloured wool, twigs, and any shiny or interesting objects that can be found. Wandering hippies get lost in it for hours. Note the sound system on the left.
I'm sure there is evidence of misbehaviour in this picture. How can I put this... I had brought a stash box, a small piece of tupperware, the contents of which would have kept Hunter S Thompson amused for maybe 36 hours. This crew had brought a stash box, a footlocker big enough for two people to use as a chair (not that anyone did, that would have blocked access) that would have had Hunter S Thompson asking them to slow down so he could take notes. Nothing that went up the nose or in a vein, but apart from that ... pretty much everything.