Monday, October 7, 2013

Virginia State Fair













Last week my friend Charlie and I went to the state fair just outside of Richmond. I hadn't been in over five years.






















Nothing says coronary distress 
carnival food like a healthy dose of deep-fried dough.






There was plenty of deep fried food, rides, farm animals, silly signs, racing pigs, diving dogs, interesting exhibits, and perhaps some of the best people watching this side of the Gloucester Walmart the Mathews equivalent of a county fair, Market Days.  






















Now here's an interesting repurposing of a roller skate.
(Remember roller skates? It's been a while since I've mentioned how much
I'd still like to be on a roller derby team, in case any scouts are reading.)















141 pounds of prize-winning watermelon.
The winning pumpkin was over 700 pounds.
Now that's a lot of pie.















Chainsaw art. 
(Oxymoron?)















I love the attitude projected by the dancing raccoon.
(Only the state fair could bring you that sentence.)















RACING PIGS! One of the highlights of the day.















True story:  My cheering was responsible for one pig's victory.
I'm absolutely convinced.  
The people standing behind me thought I was crazy.
Hey, when in Rome.















Warning: The problems of anyone who needs this sign 
are much bigger than they will ever know.















Caution: State fair signs are full of errors.
"Differance " must be pronounced with a French accent.































Krispy Kreme bacon cheeseburgers?
Where's the sign that says, "Warning:  State fair food might include
deep-fried fingers, but you'll never know, because we'll
sandwich them between two doughnuts.  Enjoy!"















In hindsight I  should have tried the baked sweet potato 
with marshmallows.  Next time.
































This is some sort of canine farm fowl
evidently from the Chewbacca line of chicken.






























The best way to negate end a day of 
deep fried everything, racing pigs, farm animals and giraffes
is by visiting the hand sanitizing station.



The End




p.s. All these images were taken with my iPhone.

Friday, October 4, 2013

Garden Creek






































































These were taken just off Garden Creek Road.

The sign is slightly humorous to me, because this is probably the last place I'd consider trespassing.  The habitat of creek mud includes clawed monsters, serpents and mosquitoes the size of jet planes  all sorts of creepy crawlies. Hip boots would be required for a stroll through this swamp.

Regardless, it's a pretty place this time of year.  At least from the comfort of my automobile.

Have a wonderful weekend.