After the break, the band does not miss a beat, coming right back with a seriously tasty China Cat Sunflower that starts reaching for the stars as it begins a beautiful, lengthy transition into I Know You Rider. The Rider that follows is on the short side, but contains a few luscious jams that are not to be missed. After the Rider, the boys head out on a frenetic Big River trip, which is all the better for the contrast with the mindfully paced and silky smooth Row Jimmy that follows. The Row Jimmy leads up to the beginning of the suite of jammed out incredibleness that serves as the heart of the second set and, for that matter, the entire show. Not that anything that came before is not so freaking good, but the boys take off on a stupendous, face-melting adventure the rest of the way out, beginning with twenty-one minutes of Playin’, which reaches off into some far netherworld. At the end of it, it almost sounds like they are heading back towards Big River, but instead the boys suddenly slide into Wharf Rat with the help of a few drum rolls. After a dark and gnarly version, they come up with another splendid and surprising transition into Truckin’. As it so often does, Truckin’ steams on down the road into a roaring, rocking jam, which hits nirvana as it scorches into a Nobody’s Fault But Mine Jam. Hitting a bluesy, down home note, the jam then segues back into Playin’, rushing out, then settling down into an arcing, folding, and powerful bit of music. As they come to the end of it, the band pauses and noodles along before settling on Ship Of Fools, which gives the crowd a welcome, relaxing breather as they take in the majesty of the tune. But that is all the rest anyone is going to get as they steam out of the set with ten minutes of full on Sugar Mags.