Fahren, Fahren, Fahren on the Autobahn!

On The road, again heading out of northern France, through Belgium and on towards Germany for the next leg which is the Mettman Bluesweek Festival in Mettman (near Dusseldorf) "Mett", by the way, is the local bar snack and is basically raw chopped pork on a bun. Think: pork carpaccio or...pig sushi! Yum!

Now here's a destination

I can really get behind.

Our good buddy, Fritz Kappner, the hardest working man in German rock 'n' roll and a few action shots at the Grand Finale show to end the festival week.

Flying

Back in Amsterdam, once again, and having cheated death on the 11 hour, non-stop from San Francisco, we find our bags and the two checked guitars have made it OK, so another tour commences with no real problems. We are met by Ronnie Oor, one of the fine drummers we work with here in Europe and we are off in our little van for the open road.







Just to get a jump on things, we are driving down to Antwerp, Belgium for the first night to get over the jet-lag in one of our very favorite cities. Here I am in the Old Town market square paying my respects to the great Brabo.





And a couple of very large Romans welcoming all to one of the frequent street festivals here. No time to tarry, though as we are outta' here for France.