GTM - 2015

Groovin in the Moo, what a day to remember.

Early morning starts aren’t always the best, but in this case, the 6am breakfast call by the lads triggered a sense of excitement in of us – it was time, the trip to Maitland was just above the horizon. 

After 7 hours of driving and swapping stories from previous festivals, we parked the car and headed to the entrance for what was meant to be the biggest piss-up of the year – Groovin’ in the Moo 2015.  Drink in hand, we entered the premise to the sound of Jungle Giant, grabbing some nachos on the way before we headed of to meet the girls down the front.

The mood was set – the sun fell below the mountains in the distance, and the glistening of heated bodies lit up the grass like wildfire.

People were definitely dressed for the occasion.

There were a variety of different people in the area, from the typical festival goers, to older trendies, and even lads and lasses, but all with the same agenda and attitude, dancing to the beat of the bands as they rose to the stage.

As the lineup moved forward, the mood changed from relaxed to intense with bands like the dinosaurs and hot chilli peppers stepping up to perform, with the last being Flume.

As we finished up, blood still pumping from the dancing, we grouped together singing along to the final few chorus’ as we paraded back to the car – saying our goodbyes to new friends and people we’d met.

We had a long night of driving ahead, but with the festival behind us, we couldn’t have chosen a better way to do it – the hype holding up our ride home with stories, banter, and singing.