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Still at the fair, and still admiring old farm equipment.

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Well, one of us was.

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While he was doing that I wandered over to meet some geese.

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With strict instructions not to feed or pet, I stood and photographed.

Next up was the youth calf competition.

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If you’ve never seen one of these, you really should.

Taking care and responsibility for livestock is a full time job and these youngsters were doing their best to show off their accomplishments.

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If you’re showing momma?

Better bring baby along.

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Such sweet faces!

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I do love cows.

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After the show we wandered a few barns.

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Always my favorite part of the fair.

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These are Belted Galloways, but we call them Oreo cows… for obvious reasons.

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At the end of our cattle tour, the husband stopped to talk to one of the owners and her daughter.

Husband likes to talk.

Husband was raised on a dairy farm.

Husband talked for over an hour.

Husband talked to so many people for so long we didn’t see the other half of the fair, I didn’t buy a fried dough and when he finally stopped chatting…. it was time to go.

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Back over the bridge of flowers to a small town seafood restaurant we always try to visit when we’re in the area.

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It doesn’t look like much.

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And the atmosphere is more family style diner than anything….

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But the clam chowder is to die for. Thick, rich, creamy and chock full of clams … it’s almost a meal in itself. (deckhand lemonade with Tito’s, because yes… they serve alcohol)

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The meals are always amazing, and their fresh seafood is cooked to perfection. I had a massive platter of fantail fried shrimp with baked potato and cole slaw, husband had a garlic butter broiled haddock with butternut squash and a bowl of cottage cheese. Neither of us went away hungry.

Two soups, a cocktail, a beer and two more than ample seafood dinners for $82. In our neck of the woods that amount barely gets you past appetizers.

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