Bus-legs established, one flat tire conquered and many truck stop lessons learned, we left the East Coast and headed to Hallie and Katie’s beloved homeland—the Great Lakes.  As we crossed over the Michigan border, our true American summer kicked into full gear.  Royal blue waters, clear skies, crisp lake breezes through pine needles and screen windows, the smell of brats and the taste of New Glarus Spotted Cow beer, the twinkle of boat lights on late night cruises and the echo of voices traveling across water; these were the local sounds, smells and sights of the Great Lakes. Whether we were trying out some late night headbanging, enjoying family company and folk rock favorites at local taprooms, rocking out to a Bruce Springsteen cover, beer in hand, arm in arm with new beirgarten best friends or swaying to the mesmerizing rhythm of original guitar and mandolin-fueled bluegrass, the Great Lakes offered up an eclectic soundtrack for the good life--summer on the lake.


Life On The Bus


 Deep-blue Lake Michigan waters seen beneath the Mackinac Island Bridge, lunching on traditional Upper Peninsula pasties (Chase's first taste), the refreshing lake air that begged us to stick our heads out bus windows and the clear, crisp Michigan skies were simply incredible.



I've Just Seen The Rock of Ages // Billy Strings & Don Julin




Beers, boats, brats and “Born in the USA” covers—the Locavaux Crew wished America the most local of Happy Birthday’s while cruising through the cheesy Bavaria that is the Wisconsin Northwoods.



English Muffin Bread // Gregory Brown of the Gypsy Twins