When I arrived at the Old Fiddler’s Convention around noon only one fiddler was awake and jamming. I circled the entire park, talked to a few vendors, and was advised to come back around 4pm. Upon my return at 4:30 some audience members were settling in but really I don’t think I managed to shoot until 5:30-6. I only stayed until 10:30 or so, after I photographed all jamming with eligible light and met more cheerful, helpful people than I knew what to do with.
