The second Path is a different animal to the first, on purpose. Not a week of open road but one city, gone into deep — the place that slowed everything down, dropped the tempo and turned reggae sound-system weight into Blue Lines, Dummy and Maxinquaye. Two or three days from St Pauls to the harbour, with one gorge road out to the Mendips to breathe. Same engine, same brain, different shape. Proof a Path scales from a cross-country drive to a scene you can walk.
A pilgrimage, not a checklist. The heritage on foot, the crates, one road out to the hills, and the sound systems that started it all.
The most on-theme night in the city: a long-running roots-and-culture session curated by Stryda/Dubkasm, heavyweight rigs shaking a former church. Not date-locked — check the Trinity calendar for the next one and build the trip around it. If it doesn't land, Strange Brew (Fairfax St) carries the current bass/leftfield torch.