We just watched our intrepid reporters gather their soon-to-be-muddy gear and head to the airport, on their way to Manchester, Tennessee for Bonnaroo 2007. Make sure you check back here over the weekend for their backstage antics on video, and catch our Monday monster wrap-up of the festivities.

In the meantime, commenters, thanks for all your memories from Bonnaroos past. Without a question the most awesome remembrance ever was from a dude named Aric:

“Bonnaroo 2003, at 2AM I stumbled upon The Flaming Lips. In my state, it was truly a religious awakening. It was like I was at some cosmic, japanimated revival with Reverend Coyne, covered in blood, exercising the demons of countless man-sized creatures as they danced around the stage. Later at the show, I ran into an old acquaintance. We went back to the campgrounds and shagged on the ground surrounded by complete strangers. Then we passed out in somebody’s hammock. What a night!”

Stay classy, Aric. And thanks.