The Druids of Kaos Freeparty The Annual Great Moot

It was a dark warm night on the Ridgeway, this the 27th of May 2001. The singing oak had been calling out its shrill cry of freedom across the hills for a week now. The Wizards looked up and saw 7 shooting stars which signaled the time that the freepeoples of Middle Earth were waiting for. In droves they arrived from all corners of Middle Earth. Onward up the ancient Ridgeway track, forging forward across the ruts and gathering on the top. As one without command they set about their trade of Freedom and Fun, their Sound Systems would use the magic of sound and light.

Peoples were arriving all the time for the next half an hour until the soldiers of the Dark Lord blocked the roads. This left the late comers to make their way on foot and to find other tracks, less safe and without a map very hazardous. He sent a dragon whose fiery light lit up the hill and track sending back to his castle the Images of the movement of freedom, the gathering wizards and the elfish races. So bright was this Dragons light that all were counted except two druids of Kaos who hid under a bush along the track at the entrance when it came to pick them out. The dragon could sense them with his seeking red eye, but from their natural safe haven they were able to evoke the wind. The Realm of the Druids of Kaos is the Woods, Hills and Wind, the conjured air blew the low cloud across the hill making the visibility poor for the low flying dragon. So bad was his view he ignored the commands of the Dark Lord. Tail between his legs he soared off to his Lair. Leaving the freepeoples of middle earth to face his earth bound servants.

We know of the messages of the Dark ones as we have see'ers who command the Tek alchemy. His servants that he sent were the local Police who few in numbers and are stretched in this remote area. And we were aware of his will, thanks to our see'ers but we were set on a course of ineverterbility and determination. When they came upon the hill and stopped the celebration of Freedom. The Great Moot was quiet for only a moment, the police Superintendent said he had the proclamation scroll 63 giving him the Right to cease all preparation. He was at once surrounded with gentle resistance and a myriad of voices from Elves, wizards, druids, sage's, wise men, dwarfs and freemen, they didn't have the men or the will to keep it up. Within minutes the people had regained the right to carry on with a limited party. Then the combination of wise words, peaceful resistance and lack of backup led them to retreat with a wave for they had been treated with friendliness', they knew these are dangerous times but they had felt safe. We were not A THREAT, we were there for fun and music and had promised to clean up when we left. We filled the air with the magic of Music and Light but the real magic was the Freedom gained for all in the Land.

The Moot went on for three days, it had started on the evening of the Saturday and was finished on the evening of Monday.

Note: I went up to the site of the party after a few days with a rubbish bag to collect any bits of rubbish that might of been missed, below is the bag of rubbish that three of us collected when walking the track to the site( in the distance) and the main area at the top. This was after three days 12 systems and many hundreds of people. A big well done to those who cleared up. The Hill was spotless, a shining example for the authorities to see.