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i would have said baby powder..... until i substituted last year for body glide. Stuff is gold!
Seriously! I discovered that Goldbond makes something similar they call Friction Defense, or something like that. Much more convenient than powder, and seems to be more effective and longer lasting. No more chaffing for me!
i would have said baby powder..... until i substituted last year for body glide. Stuff is gold!
Seriously! I discovered that Goldbond makes something similar they call Friction Defense, or something like that. Much more convenient than powder, and seems to be more effective and longer lasting. No more chaffing for me!
It was a glorious find last year to say the least!
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Sound plan, but I'm curious as to what makes you think you will get searched for driving out to Bonnaroo? As long as you drive carefully and everything you will be fine, there aren't any check points or anything like that from Texas to Tennessee.
Last year my boyfriend and I were headed to Wakarusa, which was the week before Bonnaroo. We took a three day road trip down from NJ. We got pulled over about 10 miles into TN for "tail-gating" by a state trooper who had been sitting around a curve in the highway, naturally causing everyone on the highway to brake suddenly. We were two clean cut looking people, the car was neatly packed and there was nothing illegal in the car. The trooper started grilling us about where we were going, to which we did not reply "a festival". This guy starts asking us if we know that there is a big problem with people coming from the NY tri-state area, bringing unmentionable items into TN to sell at festivals. We say no. He asks if he can search the car. My boyfriend tells him that he does not see why the car should be searched for tail-gating, but to go ahead if he has to. Then trooper then goes "Alright, well I'll just call the dogs" and WALKS AWAY. We're just sitting there like, are you effing kidding me? It took about twenty minutes for a cop with a dog and four other cops to show up. The joker with the dog comes over and plays the nice guy, and I ask him what the probable cause for search is, since we did not refuse the search. This cop stands there for a few moments and says, "Well you'll have to ask the trooper." (Which is impossible as the trooper now will not even come near us.) I say, "The trooper did not claim to smell or see anything in the car, we were pulled over for tail-gating." This guy stands there again, and says "Well, to be honest I smell something right now!" At that point, I'm like wow, this is malarky. They have the dog run around, they claim that the dog smells something, and they say they now have reason to search the car.
Those jerks tore up the car on the side of the highway for an hour. Although we had nothing hidden in the car, it was really unnerving to see firsthand the amount of malarkyting those cops would go through to try and make an illegal substance bust. At the time, I was half expecting them to plant something in the car just to cover up the mistake they made. In the end, the guy wrote us an illegible warning and sent us on our way, trying to be real nice. We got off at the next exit and hung out for the rest of the day.
Sorry for jacking the thread. I'm not trying to scare anyone or be a debbie-downer, but I always share that story because I really feel that this trooper pulled us over because it was festival season and we were from out of state. This guy clearly thought he was going to make a bust and went through all the hoops to get there.
they pulled this shit on me a few years ago as well
Post by mizvalentine on May 4, 2013 6:15:55 GMT -5
Don't bring groceries to the grocery store. I saw all kinds of people pulled over and getting their cars tossed between Baltimore and Roo two years ago. I don't think looking 'clean cut' goes as far as it used to. Not worth the worry and risk IMHO.
Post by gettinthere on May 5, 2013 15:27:25 GMT -5
A pair of comfy footwear that you can wear for days and miles on end. There's a shoe thread but I prefer sanuk's. comfy, lightweight and supportive. In 2011 I wore my vibram's, huge mistake. Not nearly enough support and my legs were killing me by Friday.
Water, sunscreen, gold bond etc you can buy down there. Take care of your feet and legs.
Post by dysonsphere on May 11, 2013 14:05:01 GMT -5
Your wristband. And a towel.
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels. A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have. Partly it has great practical value — you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble?sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand?to?hand?combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindbogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you — daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough. More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: nonhitchhiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, washcloth, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet-weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitchhiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitchhiker might have accidentally "lost.". What the strag will think is that any man that can hitch the length and breadth of the Galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through and still know where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with. Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)
Last year my boyfriend and I were headed to Wakarusa, which was the week before Bonnaroo. We took a three day road trip down from NJ. We got pulled over about 10 miles into TN for "tail-gating" by a state trooper who had been sitting around a curve in the highway, naturally causing everyone on the highway to brake suddenly. We were two clean cut looking people, the car was neatly packed and there was nothing illegal in the car. The trooper started grilling us about where we were going, to which we did not reply "a festival". This guy starts asking us if we know that there is a big problem with people coming from the NY tri-state area, bringing unmentionable items into TN to sell at festivals. We say no. He asks if he can search the car. My boyfriend tells him that he does not see why the car should be searched for tail-gating, but to go ahead if he has to. Then trooper then goes "Alright, well I'll just call the dogs" and WALKS AWAY. We're just sitting there like, are you effing kidding me? It took about twenty minutes for a cop with a dog and four other cops to show up. The joker with the dog comes over and plays the nice guy, and I ask him what the probable cause for search is, since we did not refuse the search. This cop stands there for a few moments and says, "Well you'll have to ask the trooper." (Which is impossible as the trooper now will not even come near us.) I say, "The trooper did not claim to smell or see anything in the car, we were pulled over for tail-gating." This guy stands there again, and says "Well, to be honest I smell something right now!" At that point, I'm like wow, this is malarky. They have the dog run around, they claim that the dog smells something, and they say they now have reason to search the car.
Those jerks tore up the car on the side of the highway for an hour. Although we had nothing hidden in the car, it was really unnerving to see firsthand the amount of malarkyting those cops would go through to try and make an illegal substance bust. At the time, I was half expecting them to plant something in the car just to cover up the mistake they made. In the end, the guy wrote us an illegible warning and sent us on our way, trying to be real nice. We got off at the next exit and hung out for the rest of the day.
Sorry for jacking the thread. I'm not trying to scare anyone or be a debbie-downer, but I always share that story because I really feel that this trooper pulled us over because it was festival season and we were from out of state. This guy clearly thought he was going to make a bust and went through all the hoops to get there.
Wow that is beyond-words-messed-up but I appreciate your story. It seems the best thing to do would just be to let the cops search the car if they ask to... and not be stupid by bringing tons of NO NO WORD!!! with you.
I don't know if I posted the story in here but we did get pulled over and searched last year on the way into Roo about an hour and a half from the farm for some obscure traffic violation when connecting to a highway, but I figured it was because my friend I was going with has a record that would send red flags to any cop pulling over someone going to a festival like Bonnaroo. I guess I was kind of wrong and that they are pretty huge weenies to everyone. Good to know.
Let the cops search the car if they ask to? Are you serious? NEVER consent to a search. Motor vehicle exceptions still exist, and a car may be searched sans warrant in exigent circumstances, but if a smokey is asking to search your vehicle he's fishing for information. Consenting also waives your Fourth Amendment rights; you cannot later defend on those grounds. I can understand the pain in the butt hassle it is for honest law-abiding citizens, but you never know what might happen.
Wow that is beyond-words-messed-up but I appreciate your story. It seems the best thing to do would just be to let the cops search the car if they ask to... and not be stupid by bringing tons of NO NO WORD!!! with you.
I don't know if I posted the story in here but we did get pulled over and searched last year on the way into Roo about an hour and a half from the farm for some obscure traffic violation when connecting to a highway, but I figured it was because my friend I was going with has a record that would send red flags to any cop pulling over someone going to a festival like Bonnaroo. I guess I was kind of wrong and that they are pretty huge weenies to everyone. Good to know.
Let the cops search the car if they ask to? Are you serious? NEVER consent to a search. Motor vehicle exceptions still exist, and a car may be searched sans warrant in exigent circumstances, but if a smokey is asking to search your vehicle he's fishing for information. Consenting also waives your Fourth Amendment rights; you cannot later defend on those grounds. I can understand the pain in the butt hassle it is for honest law-abiding citizens, but you never know what might happen.
To be honest, this just sounds like asking for trouble. I feel like it would be quicker and less painful when en route to a place like Bonnaroo to be as compliant and respectful as possible, whether or not you believe the police deserve it. They know what Bonnaroo is and they are known for their shisty tactics with people who are trying to go super-patriot on them. In any other situation, routine traffic stop or something any other regular day, I would exercise every freedom in the book...but it's Bonnaroo and I just want to get where I am going.
Let the cops search the car if they ask to? Are you serious? NEVER consent to a search. Motor vehicle exceptions still exist, and a car may be searched sans warrant in exigent circumstances, but if a smokey is asking to search your vehicle he's fishing for information. Consenting also waives your Fourth Amendment rights; you cannot later defend on those grounds. I can understand the pain in the butt hassle it is for honest law-abiding citizens, but you never know what might happen.
To be honest, this just sounds like asking for trouble. I feel like it would be quicker and less painful when en route to a place like Bonnaroo to be as compliant and respectful as possible, whether or not you believe the police deserve it. They know what Bonnaroo is and they are known for their shisty tactics with people who are trying to go super-patriot on them. In any other situation, routine traffic stop or something any other regular day, I would exercise every freedom in the book...but it's Bonnaroo and I just want to get where I am going.
Being secure in your personal property is not asking for trouble - typically the problem is the way people go about it. To invoke, all you have to do is calmly say "I invoke my Fourth Amendment rights, officer." Their shisty tactics are the exact reason you don't let them search with consent -- the smokies know the Roosters are coming through TN and will bend the rules. Compliance and respect are when a police officer orders you to do something -- e.g. "shut off the car," not giving a positive answer to "may I search your vehicle?" That being said, I totally understand that you'd want to just keep going - individual choice as to whether to allow a consent search.
With my method, in a way the tent itself becomes a porta potty, which is gross in its own way, but private.
Users of this method should be warned that there is no containing any smell in a tent, so wait 'til the neighbors are at a big show, and go!
Afterwards you will be so sweaty you will need a wet wipe bath, but that is not hard to accomplish in the tent.
I have ever walked out of porta potties feeling like I need a wet wipe bath, but couldn't get one.
My friends and I are doing the bucket/kitty litter idea but going to make a contraption out of tarps in between our 2 cars for us to have protection haha mostly for late nights and emergencies..
