Here we go with some photos of my visit to the Alaska State Fair, here in Palmer, Alaska, just about a one hour drive Northeast from Anchorage.
Patti opted to remain at home because the weather was threatening (it did indeed rain a time or two and was drizzly the other times), the walking is daunting just from the handicapped parking area to the entry gates and lastly, our bedroom was flooded a few nights ago and Patti just did not feel like an outing.
Settle down with your popcorn, as you read this relatively long Post with eighty five photos ..
Here we go to the Alaska State Fair.
Both Patti and I like and enjoy Palmer. It has quite an interesting history of development dating back to the 1930's.
On my way to the fair, I stopped at the Palmer Visitor Information center and picked up a fair brochure.
Here we are, at the Alaska State Fair. You can see that I was not kidding about the weather being threatening.
Nor was I kidding about the parking lots and all of the visitors, weather notwithstanding.
Parking was (at least in my humble opinion) remarkably inexpensive. I guess I am used to being ripped-off by parking fees at the major sporting events we attend.
Time to go into the Fair Grounds. Here again, I was pleasantly surprised at only having to pay (as a Senior Citizen) $10 to enter the Fair Grounds. Regular admission was also reasonable at $15 a person.
The food stands were quite a feature of the fair. Here is just a small sampling of them.
The next three photos below show a fun experience.
First of all, someone in this line-of-work is, by nature, very pleasant and winsome and more than a bit of a con-man.
The gentleman is willing to guess your age, or your birth month, or your weight. You can pay him $1, or $3 or $5. IF he is correct, you lose your money. If he is wrong, depending upon your bet, you win a stuffed animal.
I did not want to bet BUT I was interested in having him guess my age. So I put down one of my hard-earned $1 bills and asked him to tell me my age.
He looked me over.
"Sir !" he said with knowing authority,
"You are Eighty Four (84) years young."
"No Sir. I am eighty one years young."
We both chuckled. He insisted I take a stuffed animal. So, at his suggestion, I gave my winning entry to a small child.
There were several performance venues throughout the Fair Grounds.
Patti loves her wind chimes and she would've loved this shop.
I mean to tell all-of-you, I got my exercise walking the exhibits.
Nice for quilters to stop in and check out The Valley Quilters Guild.
Sweet Tooth anyone?
Wonderful the small Bonsai Trees.
Nice for the children to have a little Pony Ride.
Candles for Patti!
Bad Girls at the Alaska State Fair ? Well, in the vernacular of today's world, bad means good.
Just in case you have forgotten where we are, and what we are doing here, have a short refresher looking at the below photos.
We're in Palmer, Alaska.
And we're visiting the Alaska State Fair held every year at the end of August going through Labor Day Weekend.
No State Fair visit is complete without seeing the award winning anmials. All of this is one big-deal to the families who enter their prize livestock.
Hands-on contact for the children.
There was no mother pig with her charming piglets this year. One may appear later, but a real highlight for visitors is the mother pig with her brood.
The below adult pig, with several of her teenage offspring, was the oldest pig at the fair on the day I visited.
Cute, cute, cute piglets.
In the below photo, notice the fawn colored calf in the lower right.
Such a sweet and gentle soul.
Two 'token' photos of all of the farm equipment at the fair.
Very interesting, and very good, and very busy, the final stop for many visitors at Sudsy's (Hand Wash) Barn.
It was fun. It was really fun, for the first time in I can't remember when, to visit the Alaska State Fair.
I missed sharing it with Patti but, all things considered, it was better for Patti to stay home and relax.
Cap and Patti who was with me in spirit.
Patti opted to remain at home because the weather was threatening (it did indeed rain a time or two and was drizzly the other times), the walking is daunting just from the handicapped parking area to the entry gates and lastly, our bedroom was flooded a few nights ago and Patti just did not feel like an outing.
Settle down with your popcorn, as you read this relatively long Post with eighty five photos ..
Here we go to the Alaska State Fair.
Both Patti and I like and enjoy Palmer. It has quite an interesting history of development dating back to the 1930's.
On my way to the fair, I stopped at the Palmer Visitor Information center and picked up a fair brochure.
Here we are, at the Alaska State Fair. You can see that I was not kidding about the weather being threatening.
Nor was I kidding about the parking lots and all of the visitors, weather notwithstanding.
Parking was (at least in my humble opinion) remarkably inexpensive. I guess I am used to being ripped-off by parking fees at the major sporting events we attend.
Time to go into the Fair Grounds. Here again, I was pleasantly surprised at only having to pay (as a Senior Citizen) $10 to enter the Fair Grounds. Regular admission was also reasonable at $15 a person.
The food stands were quite a feature of the fair. Here is just a small sampling of them.
The next three photos below show a fun experience.
First of all, someone in this line-of-work is, by nature, very pleasant and winsome and more than a bit of a con-man.
I did not want to bet BUT I was interested in having him guess my age. So I put down one of my hard-earned $1 bills and asked him to tell me my age.
He looked me over.
"You are Eighty Four (84) years young."
"No Sir. I am eighty one years young."
We both chuckled. He insisted I take a stuffed animal. So, at his suggestion, I gave my winning entry to a small child.
There were several performance venues throughout the Fair Grounds.
Patti loves her wind chimes and she would've loved this shop.
I mean to tell all-of-you, I got my exercise walking the exhibits.
Nice for quilters to stop in and check out The Valley Quilters Guild.
Sweet Tooth anyone?
Wonderful the small Bonsai Trees.
Nice for the children to have a little Pony Ride.
Candles for Patti!
Bad Girls at the Alaska State Fair ? Well, in the vernacular of today's world, bad means good.
Just in case you have forgotten where we are, and what we are doing here, have a short refresher looking at the below photos.
We're in Palmer, Alaska.
And we're visiting the Alaska State Fair held every year at the end of August going through Labor Day Weekend.
No State Fair visit is complete without seeing the award winning anmials. All of this is one big-deal to the families who enter their prize livestock.
Hands-on contact for the children.
There was no mother pig with her charming piglets this year. One may appear later, but a real highlight for visitors is the mother pig with her brood.
The below adult pig, with several of her teenage offspring, was the oldest pig at the fair on the day I visited.
Cute, cute, cute piglets.
In the below photo, notice the fawn colored calf in the lower right.
Such a sweet and gentle soul.
Two 'token' photos of all of the farm equipment at the fair.
Very interesting, and very good, and very busy, the final stop for many visitors at Sudsy's (Hand Wash) Barn.
It was fun. It was really fun, for the first time in I can't remember when, to visit the Alaska State Fair.
I missed sharing it with Patti but, all things considered, it was better for Patti to stay home and relax.
Cap and Patti who was with me in spirit.
