It appears that I am a closet festival fanatic. How else can I explain the fact that I have been to two festivals in the last two months and have the urge to look for more?
Mr. Duck
Just imagine the vivid scene as Boy Scouts with paddle boards pushed and guided hundreds of bright yellow duckies toward the finish line at the end of a canal, cheered on by the spectators. I wondered (out loud, I fear) if the Scouts were on their way to earning a coveted duck badge.
I missed much of the bull riding but did catch the “tail end “of that, plus the antics of the Rodeo Clown who cracked the usual one-liners, tumbled around the ring, and led youngsters in a crazy dance contest. And, I took lots and lots of pictures of the whirling rides.
The Powersurge ride!
On May 16, I could not resist attending the First Annual Potato Festival in Bunnell, Florida. Although on a smaller scale than the midway and festival in Titusville, friendly locals and hospitality won my heart.
A friend and I arrived early in Bunnell and decided to tour the Holden House Museum before the Festival activities were in full swing. The museum docent graciously spent much time with us, providing not only a full narrated tour of the House and local history, but also took us through the adjoining Museum Annex.
Holden House Resident
At noon, my friend and I wandered into the potato / beef recipe cook off. Both of us hoped to sample the food, for a fee, of course. Imagine our surprise when the event organizers implored us to sample for free and to vote for our favorite in the People’s Choice award. Who says there is no such thing as a free lunch? The portions were ample, the cooks charming, and the food wonderful. We were stuffed.
I went home with a bag of locally grown potatoes and big smile on my face.
Festival Favorite
However, my inner child is loudly chanting “liar, liar, pants on fire” in my head. So to quiet her down, I need to admit that they were fun when I was a kid, and they are still a blast.
Happy summer! Lyn
