My 1750-mile solo trip to and from Kickin’ It on the Creek (KIOTC) was a journey in many senses of the word. I’m not used to traveling that far by car alone. But for something as special as this festival, I knew I had to do it. I stopped along the way there and back home to visit with and stay with dear friends that I don’t see often enough. I reluctantly, at first, but ultimately savored going off the grid for four days. I caught up with friends and acquaintances, and met some new life-long ones. It’s so refreshing to be surrounded by like-minded folks who are genuinely passionate about the music and are equally kind. So many people from all over the country have welcomed this Nebraska girl into their homes and into their circle of friends. I struggle to find the right words to express how I felt and what I experienced at Kickin’ It on the Creek. Spiritual, soul-cleansing, uninhibited, heart-warming, relaxing, safe, nurturing, kindness, family, community, and fellowship are just a handful of the words I could use in my description. I think everyone’s description would be a little different, but I know we all came away with the same satisfied feeling. If you’ve been to one of the four previous festivals, then you know what I’m talking about. If you haven’t experienced a trip to the Wolf Pen Branch on Little Ross’ Creek, then I highly encourage you to make it a priority.