I love Corinbank.
I love going to Corinbank, I love coming back from Corinbank, and I love being up there at Corinbank.
If you’ve been living under a rock and have no idea what I’m talking about it’s a music and arts festival held in the mountains outside Canberra. They have a website.
There is art, and there’s lots of music, and there’s dancing, and theatrics, and workshops to meet people in if you don’t know anyone.
There is lots of great food, and this year they were selling Christoph Zierholz’ excellent beer for $6 in 380ml cups which is a decent price at any event. (cider and UDL’s also available)
If, like me, you’re a digital junkie there is no mobile reception so you get a chance to get back to communicating with people via talking to their faces.
When you’re tired it’s a short walk to your tent.
Your life at a three day festival takes on a whole new rhythm of sleeping, dancing, talking, joking, queuing for food and drink, queueing to get rid of it, and just sitting on the green grass in the sun or the shade listening.
Carefree days seem to stretch out forever and when night falls the magic and madness takes hold.
Teenagers, children, young adults, old farts, everyone cleaning up after themselves and having a great time.
I’d like to make a special shout out to the tower of disappointment which well and truly delivered on all that it promised.
Three big cheers for all the organisers and volunteers that make it happen.
For those who haven’t had the pleasure hopefully the slideshow will give you some idea.