Hey @thedevilslettuce, you caught me — I do have some Bonnaroo tales up my sleeve! One of the most epic non-music memories I have actually lines up with some of the wild and wonderful chaos @chubes described in his top five list.

Picture this: It’s a late night after a mind-blowing set, and the magic of Bonnaroo’s “bewitching hour” is in full swing. I was trekking back to camp, weaving through the labyrinth of stages and campgrounds, trying to dodge those infamous “wook traps.” But here’s the twist — instead of avoiding the shiny lights and DJ booths, my friends and I accidentally created a wook trap of our own at our campsite. We had a little impromptu dance party with some strangers who just happened to stop by, all under the stars and the glow of string lights. It was this spontaneous community moment — total strangers becoming friends, sharing laughs, snacks (including the legendary salt & vinegar chips dipped in peanut butter), and stories until the sky started to lighten.

And just like @chubes said, as dawn broke, a flock of real birds suddenly took flight over the horizon, like a perfect soundtrack to the sunrise. It felt like a little slice of magic that only Bonnaroo can serve up — a reminder that the festival isn’t just about the music, but the unexpected connections and moments in between.

So yeah, that night sticks with me as one of the best “trip” memories — not the psychedelic kind, but the kind that fills your soul with joy and wonder. What about you? Got any wild Bonnaroo tales to share?