I was in the kids tent with my two boys (eight and ten)- joyfully singing along with Robbie Schaefer (a new song about WATER of all things!!!) when the rain, thunder, lightning, hail, and wind came. At first there was lots of laughing about the amazing storm, but as things raged harder and harder, and there was word that a tornado was near by (information that immediately brought crying and the words "this is the most scared I have ever been in my life," from my youngest son) it became clear this was more than the typical Falcon Ridge summer thunderstorm. Thanks to all the volunteers who heroically held down the tent, risking life and limb holding onto the metal poles amidst many advising against it. Kids were huddled in the arms of adults, many cried, and all the musicians (Guy Mendilow's band included) huddled onto the 20X20 stage trying to save their instruments and other pieces of equipment from the ankle deep water. After the rain subsided and and everyone let out a huge cheer of relief, we were warned of another system on the way. My kids and I rain faster than humanely possible up the hill, leaving our metal chairs behind, and after an hour and a half waiting in traffic trying to get off the hill, finally made it to the main road. In the car my kids remarked that it was the most "exciting" part of the weekend, but certainly not the best.