The draft horse competition was similar, except the horses had already mastered the going-in-a-straight-line concept, so it was more impressive than entertaining. They were able to pull even more weight than the oxen were, which surprised me. People always use the phrase, "Strong as an ox," but it ought to be, "Strong as a draft horse."
The draft horses' hooves are enormous - bigger than my hand.
The goats seemed very cheerful.
Another memorable exhibit was a demonstration of goat milking.
In between competitions, I wandered the midway and took the usual country fair photos.
I even stumbled across a couple of people painting the scene:
Then I had fried clams, lemonade, and maple-sugar-cotton-candy, and went home stuffed and slightly sunburnt. Can't wait 'til next year!P.S. Don't worry, I took my kids to the fair the next day.
Looks like you had a great time, and had time to take these wonderful photos without kids in tow! I love that shot of the draft horses really doubling down to pull, and the shot of their shoes with those "cleats" on the back - never seen that before. You captured the essence of the fair with all these photos. :)
ReplyDeleteI'd never noticed the shoes before, either, but then I never took this much time to really look. You see very different things when you travel with kids - often times I meet people and see things I wouldn't have without them - but going on my own I can move much more slowly.
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