We got to the fair early and hit no traffic on our way to Palmer, which is about 45 miles north of Anchorage. Palmer is really farmy and actually reminds me a lot of the little towns around Salem, just surrounded by giant mountains.
As I have mentioned before on the blog (and as you probably know from general awareness of the world), there's a lot of daylight in the summer in Alaska. This means that even though the summer is somewhat short, the growing season is awesome. I have photographic evidence (note, these pictures are from the junior gardeners division, I think they roll out the "pro" vegetables as the fair goes on):
Exhibit A:
This cabbage weighs in at a whopping 89.4 lbs! That's a lot of sauerkraut. |
Exhibit B:
That is a rutabaga. I had never seen a rutabaga before, let alone a 53.35 lb rutabaga |
10+ lbs (x2!) of disgusting zucchini - the only vegetable I hate. |
Exhibit D:
Dahlias the size of my head! |
This was my favorite chicken. Her name is Becky and she won a fancy ribbon. Mom and dad - get one of these chickens! (I have no idea what kind she was)
We also saw some GIANT chickens.
This duck does not have purple hair, but it still looks ridiculous. |
Pigs! The first pig was called Princess. The sign on her pen said she is going to have babies at the fair! Much to my dismay she did not have her babies as we were walking by.
These pigs reminded us of our cats. They are just as lazy and skinny as the pigs.
The fair was full of baby animals.
baby goat! |
Baby cows! (These were petting zoo calves and not the ones that were in the beef auction) |
We even saw a goat being a jerk to another goat. He would not stop kicking his friend in the head. Then again, it might not be fair to call that goat a jerk, maybe it was payback for something the other goat did. We'll never know.
This goat was really fascinated by me. Isn't it weird how his pupils are square? Is that normal for goats? Why do I have so many questions about goats?
After checking out all the animals, we went out to the outdoor portions to see the various food and junk vendors. I think the NRA booth was my favorite. They were raffling off guns. GUNS!! GUNS!! GUNS!! America!!!
Then we stumbled upon sign #2 of PETA's absence in Alaska. This booth is sponsored by the Elks and is called the Rat Race. It involves gambling so I was instantly attracted. Andy said this booth had been at the fair at least since he was a little kid.
Me placing my bet. |
Everyone gets about a minute to place their bets. Some colors appear more frequently on the wheel, so the odds are less. For instance, black pays 1 for 1 because it has the most pie pieces. I think pink was the rarest and paid out 13 to 1. Minimum bet is 25 cents, maximum bet is 50 cents. Everyone is in charge of keeping track of their own quarters.
After the dome lifts, the excitement begins!! The "rat" (actually a gerbil) is let loose - and everyone cheers for their color. COME ON BLUE!
I will remind you that this is spinning, so the poor little gerbil is just spinning around and running terrified towards the holes... |
I think this one went white - we didn't win. |
We walked around and checked out the rides, but didn't ride any...
The weather was beautiful despite the horrible rain forecast and at one point the clouds even parted and the mountains came out!
The last stop at the fair will be no surprise to many of you...
Yes I do think that's a (former) church. Drinking and church do go hand in hand. As Fr. Art at UP once told me, do you think they were drinking grape juice at the last supper? He's so smart. |
Enjoying the day. |
About as close to church as Andy will ever get. |
Our view from the patio. Such a beautiful day! |
Well that was the fair! On the way home, it got really busy and the traffic to the fair stretched for miles. We were glad we got there early and we had a great time. Can't wait to make this a yearly tradition!
Thanks! You did everything I always do at the Oregon State Fair (except for that very weird gerbil casino), so now I don't have to go this year! Wait, was there a chair lift??
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