Several years ago I attended my first Ancestorfest AKA Danafest AKA Wolfsong Gathering II. It was my second fest experience outside of things happening at Ravens Knoll. This gathering happens at Kim Morgans property near Lindsey Ontario. I had no clue what to expect other than the information I had on the property, and the knowledge that friends made at Ravens Knoll would be in attendance.

My first Ancestorfest I arrived earlyish. Early enough that I had day light to set up my tent, locate friends and to be greeted by the horses that were still in the field. I so yearned to hop on one and ride bare back through the grounds but decided against that. I did not have a chance yet to get food, other than the munchies I acquired on the way there. I felt like a newb…. only a tent and a flashlight, no chair, no stove, cooking implements. Thankfully the next morning friends offered coffee. It was a different experience all together, rough camping, no running water for where camping occured, what you brought in you brought back out. I had this! as a teen I had much experience with rough camping thanks to Scouts. Bathing in a Pond did not bother me in the least, and at least there were porta potties. Nicely decorated ones at that.
After getting my tent set up it was dark, the fire was lit, out came the drums (YAY I did bring mine) and the dancers, as it was known I was a fire tender at the Knoll I was given the opportunity over the course of the week-end to spell off the regular fire tenders when they needed a break. I felt at home here. I felt the freedom to just sit and enjoy the week end.

Saturday morning I slipped off to get food and provisions, explore the area abit, and be absolutely fascinated by the Buddhist temple that was being built nearby. In the afternoon explored the land enough to find the pond and take a swim. That brought back memories of the farm I grew up on and going for a swim in the creek. I finally registered for the event … it was much more relaxed than the knoll… some one was not at your site the minute you arrived to register you. But it was a small gathering, and I understand why it is more relaxed.

Saturday night another fire, this time with a ritual, the ritual was awesome, then drumming, dancing it was a late night I saw the sun come up. Thankfully I grabbed a quick nap that afternoon. It was great being able to mingle with people and get to know them. Sunday progessed, I was up mid to late afternoon I had to pack and go home…. I was somewhat sad to have to do this but I felt at home enough here that I definitely mad up my mind I would be returning the following year. And I have been back every year since.