After about a week over the pond in London and Brighton I touched base in New York for a day only to head right back out for Camp Festival in Calgary by friends from FITC and Bram Timmer. When we landed Sunday it was a comfortable 70 degrees but by Monday it had dropped to 30, and what we thought would be a docile flurry turned out to be a full-on snow storm. "Snow in September!" was the incantation. But snow aside, it was a total blast—the weather only enriched the experience, perhaps only making it more "Canadian?" I really can't say enough good things about this event. Thanks for having us, Calgary.