Lamont Cranston at the Fair

We love the Fair.  So despite my various physical uncertainties, we headed out mid-afternoon hoping to get dinner at the Fair and at least a couple of hours of entertainment.

Well.

We stayed 7 and a half hours and closed down Giggles Campfire Grill after the fireworks display at the conclusion of the grandstand show, the traditional ending of the day at the Fair.  We were still there because Lamont Cranston was still playing.

Some will know that this is a regionally famous group, a group with one national hit, making them the very stereotypical one hit wonder band.  It doesn't mean they were not/are not any good.  Because they are good.  It just means that they are not great.  The band noticed that the fireworks display had started and briefly considered a pause but instead decided to play their hit. The fireworks were superfluous at that point, the band was tearing it up, whatever crowd remained at the Campfire Grill had a rousing good time.

I am not even certain who played at the Grandstand tonight but I absolutely without question know that we were at the best show put on anywhere at the Fair tonight, August 31, Lamont Cranston at the Fair.

I am also pleased to report that we had fun.

Earlier in the day I was able to obtain photographs of what many Minnesotans for many years would have considered to be impossibilities.

That's me standing outside of a glass enclosure containing Floyd.

That's probably as close as I am ever going to get but I will definitely take it.  That's me with Floyd of Rosedale.  We want the pig.

And even more unlikely, this is me standing within a foot and a half or so of one of the most famous of all college football trophies, the Little Brown Jug.

This next one we really like, as we are long time season ticket holders.  But we are season ticket holders for a team which has success on a much more regular basis than the football team.  That's the FT with the most recent national championship trophy won by the women's hockey team.

Six times national champions including three of the past four.  We are probably in the photo poster next the the FT's knee but I haven't taken time to examine it yet.  We certainly were at the game.

A traditional shot, the state's largest pig.

Yeah, he is big alright but even among casual observers next the pig pen we all thought that we have seen bigger.  He seems big, he doesn't seem obscenely giant in the way the biggest pig usually does.

A Yorkshire at only a tiny bit above a half ton.

Just to prove that is smallish for the biggest pig, here is a photo of this year's largest pumpkin.

Yup, 1,473 pounds.

Or about 36 percent or more than a third larger by weight than the largest pig.  Very big pumpkin, disappointingly smallish pig.

That's why we go to the Fair.