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I know it’s a little soon after my last series of fair posts, but we hadn’t been to the biggest and best fair in Maine in six years and last week the husband said let’s go.
So we headed west to Fryeburg.
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This was a weird year weather wise, with way too much rain late in the summer so I despaired of finding vibrant fall color.
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Leaves were turning but in muted hues.
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Of course it didn’t help the day we picked to go was gloomy, damp and overcast.
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Still pretty, but not jaw dropping for autumn in Maine.
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Pulling in to the fair grounds parking lot you pass rows and rows ( and rows and rows and rows) of travel trailers occupying every spare inch of ground.
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It’s a virtual RV city and my idea of hell on earth, but to each their own.
Maine doesn’t have an official state fair but Fryeburg is the last of the season, as well as the biggest and the best. Paying our $15 per admission price, we entered the gate by the horses and just missed some live music.
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The band wasn’t there, but the draft horses were and that’s even better.
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Some of these fellas are unbelievably large. I tried taking a selfie behind this guy but he started to back up as I was focusing so I backed up as well. And quite quickly.
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Magic Mike was beautiful…
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As was this dappled grey I would have to name Snowflake.
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For the most part they’re gentle giants but a weeks worth of people gawking and petting would make me want to kick something too.
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The definition of chill?
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Mr. Chunk.
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Aww, maaan… I was gonna make a joke about me filling in for Mr. Chunk. Then I zoomed in and saw I actually weigh the same as him!! Aauuggh.
The horses are gorgeous!!
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The horses are amazing, you stand next to them and feel pure power.
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Maybe I’ve just never paid too close attention before, but wow are their hind legs thick. It’s no wonder people literally go flying when kicked by one.
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I can’t even imagine what that feels like. You might as well be hit by a truck.
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I’m not sure I want to know.
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Our thoroughbreds legs are skinny in comparison, but they still have a lot of power. It jyst come out as speed rather than strength.
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I love horses, they are the epitome of elegance and grace. Unless you scare them that is, and never get behind them, as Robert Downy Jr’s character, Sherlock Holmes said, “They are dangerous on both ends and crafty in the middle”, lol. The sweet pig is just chillin like a villain, getting admired by all who pass by.
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Pigs are much misaligned creatures. They’re very lovable and good natured…
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Chunk is CHILL!
And the horses are all that.
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How fun! And the leaves may be muted, but it will be Christmas before we even think about getting a turning of leaves here. It’s been an extended summer and I’m so done with it!
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Your beautiful fall colors. ❤️
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Not nearly as bright as last years, but I’ll take what I can get.
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the autumn colors are gorgeous!
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Wonder why they face the equines to the wall? So they can tie them up? I don’t like that. They’re entitled to people watch too.
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There were an equal number facing the other way but they were all behind gates and bars which made them hard to photograph.
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Nothing against livestock, but where are your food-on-a-stick pics?
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We’re not food on sticks people.
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I guess that doesn’t shock me.
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