Life on a family dairy farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Monday, September 03, 2012
Entirely by accident I attended my first truck pull yesterday. Becky and I volunteered for our annual four-hour shift in the dairy promotion booth and Alan was my chauffeur. When we were finished he was still at the pull so I joined him to wait for a ride home.
It was surprisingly entertaining. I have been to a couple of tractor pulls and they are vividly exciting, but so absurdly loud as to leave folks with any respect for their hearing running for the hills with their hands clapped over their ears. Since I hope to continue to be able to hear the birds around me, I refrain from partaking.
However, we watched one class of trucks and a couple of exhibition tractors and it was kind of fun.
***If you haven't made it to the fair yet, this is the last day. The open draft horse show is on and is always a thriller. There is nothing quite like those gigantic horses thundering around the arena for excitement and fun. Not sure yet if I am going to make it, but go if you can; you'll have fun.