Didgeridoo
This is Eric Beckstead, was just looking around and saw your blog. I remembered hanging out with you guys for a couple of days in (I think) 2000 up in Moab. I was the tubby guy with the weird hair who played Didgeridoo.
In any case, was just checking out your web site and wanted to say hey! You guys are doing some really cool stuff and keep it up.
-Eric
Dear Eric,
I read this to Dean, and said, “I even still have pictures from that day, with Eric and his didgeridoo, and you and Jimmie Dunn and Fletch!” He said, “I still want that didgeridoo!”
I remember we were living in Dean’s van, in the Kane Creek parking lot, by the Tombstone, when we met you. And Dean and Jimmie were talking about freeing the Tombstone, by Jimmie’s old aid route. And Fletcher was only 5. Time flies, doesn’t it?
You will be glad to know that after we met you, we visited Arkansas and met another didgeridoo player. He made these beautiful didgeridoos out of PVC pipe that he melted and twisted and painted. So Dean finally got one.
The sound when Dean “plays” is, well, umm, loud, and tends to make dogs hide under furniture or nearby vehicles. (As opposed to happily listening, like Fletch is doing in this picture, while Dean is pretty transparently trying to figure out some way to get the didgeridoo.) However, it does look very attractive, and fortunately it’s more often seen than heard. 
It’s really great to hear from you, and I hope all is well in your world. We have definitely never forgotten meeting you, and hearing you play. Thanks for writing!
xx Steph
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Eric Beckstead
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