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I've been in Alamogordo for four months now and any assignment, good or bad, has to end. Due to news I've heard from the home office, this could very well be my last weekend here. However, that's not a definite.
This is the Otero County Fair weekend and I'm a fan of fairs, especially in small towns where everyone tries to get involved. Aside from the usual handicrafts, jellies and photos there's the livestock competitions. For anyone never going to one like this, they have missed out on all the elements involving the senses. Temperatures have cooled some but this place is dry so when there is any movement, the dust is stirred and hangs in the air. With that and the smoke from barbeques, there is a light haze over everything.
As for smells, it's a unique combination of the charcoal smoke and the livestock. Every other ride has music blaring, bingo callers yelling "G 19!", pigs squealing, chickens squawking and throngs of unlovely people laughing and talking.
My particular interest was the rodeo so I climbed up into the bleachers and sat on some of the hardest wood I've had my backside on in years. As I sat around a wide mixture of young and old, I could hear part of conversations begin in English, merge into local Spanish and back again into English. I suppose that's Spanglish.
As for the rodeo itself, it was run by a small rodeo company that provided the bucking bulls, horses and calves. It was complete with two rodeo clowns that cracked some of the most corny politically incorrect comments and jokes I've heard in ages. I loved it.
Enough with the ramblings. Here's some pictures. Clicking on the photos will enlarge them some.
This is the Otero County Fair weekend and I'm a fan of fairs, especially in small towns where everyone tries to get involved. Aside from the usual handicrafts, jellies and photos there's the livestock competitions. For anyone never going to one like this, they have missed out on all the elements involving the senses. Temperatures have cooled some but this place is dry so when there is any movement, the dust is stirred and hangs in the air. With that and the smoke from barbeques, there is a light haze over everything.
As for smells, it's a unique combination of the charcoal smoke and the livestock. Every other ride has music blaring, bingo callers yelling "G 19!", pigs squealing, chickens squawking and throngs of unlovely people laughing and talking.
My particular interest was the rodeo so I climbed up into the bleachers and sat on some of the hardest wood I've had my backside on in years. As I sat around a wide mixture of young and old, I could hear part of conversations begin in English, merge into local Spanish and back again into English. I suppose that's Spanglish.
As for the rodeo itself, it was run by a small rodeo company that provided the bucking bulls, horses and calves. It was complete with two rodeo clowns that cracked some of the most corny politically incorrect comments and jokes I've heard in ages. I loved it.
Enough with the ramblings. Here's some pictures. Clicking on the photos will enlarge them some.
The usual Ferris wheels and rides
The Merry-Go-Round had seen better days
Rodeo Queens (also contestants)
Saddled Bronc Busters
Some went the full 8 seconds
Women's Calf Roping
Bareback
Then there were the Bull Riders
I'm pretty certain there were no qualifications in this.
At any rate, it was a very pleasant evening and everyone
had a good time.......except maybe for some of the horses,
calves and bulls.
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