Every year the best party in San Juan Bautista that nobody in town knows about happens on or near Halloween in the Mission Farm Campground barn. I love it, even though I happen to be the least social, most anhedonistic creature within a hundred miles. I can only stay long enough to take pictures, eat a big plate of delicious vittles, drink a bottle of water, and thank the gracious hosts, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate greatness when I see it.
Missing this year was Alan the DJ, whose choice in beats gets funkier and louder by the hour. But a pretty interesting mix tape jammed together by the lovely and talented duo of Yo and Susan was nearly as good and audible from anywhere on the Farm. I left before the dancing began so I can't vouch for the hilarity of this year's staggering beauty of Boomers (and others) drunk off their ass on moonshine. If it was anything like last year, though, it will be an exceptional memory for the lucky few who retain functional brain cells haha.
I love the people here, but I go to the party to see and record the decorations. They are awesome. It takes a few weeks of preparation for Yo and Susan and the crew to get the barn ready.
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| Susan, the camp manager, is the ringleader of this operation. |
People from outside of California actually reserve campsites for this weekend every year and bring their families to the Farm for this event. Some of the young ones are grandchildren of campers who have been showing up since before the wee ones were born.
Do I want you to plan ahead for next year and come to see for yourself? Hell, no. Be brave or nuts or creative or whatever it is that these folks are and throw a party wherever you live. I like the Mission Farm Halloween Potluck just the way it is.
Peace, Love, and the Barn Bash,
Jim
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