Franklin County Fair - Part 2

I'd already passed through the horse barn and the dairy barn, and was currently touring the poultry barn (see yesterday's post). There were Peacocks and ducks of various kinds:

Quail:

This big fellow was a Buff Orpington rooster and he resided near the door because he'd won a blue ribbon. I congratulated him on his success as I left the poultry barn to see what was next:

I entered the goat barn. I used to raise dairy goats, so I had a special interest in them. These big eared ladies were Nubian goats:

Another Nubian, friendly and curious:

This Toggenburg goat was being groomed on a milk stand. I used to have a stand just like this, which I kept in my kitchen and on which I milked my goats:

Once I'd seen the livestock, I headed to the midway:

It was early and the rides were just starting up, but they presented a glorious array of shapes and colors to photograph:

It was lunch time and I was hungry, but deep fried Kool-Aid didn't sound very healthy to me:

Candy Land likewise didn't look as if it offered much in the way of healthy eating. I eventually got a sausage sub which, by comparison, didn't seem as bad as it might otherwise:

I loved the inflatable lemonade stand, just in front of the Ferris Wheel:

I remembered the fun house, Crystal Lil's, from last year. I enjoy the lights, colors and people watching of the midway, so I continued my walking tour. I'll post Part 3 tomorrow:

Clear Pond, White Hill Wild Forest, Part 1

I'd left early and driven to the farm, arriving about 1:00. I'd taken a look around and fed the dogs. I was in the mood for a hike and I'd found a place on Google Maps which I couldn't wait to explore. It was the White Hill Wild Forest, more than 9000 acres of unspoiled wilderness about 20 minutes south of the farm. I left Winky and Wally in the farm apartment and drove there with the younger four dogs. It was easy to find:

The access road was a narrow, gravel lane which took us approximately a mile and a half into the forest. We passed this amazing beaver swamp on our way:

Through more forest, some of it old growth:

And amazing, beautiful sights like these twin cedars growing on a moss covered rock alongside the road:

I saw what I assumed were baby Ruffed Grouse in the road and stopped my car. I got out with my camera only to have them all fly away. Yes, they flew. I now think think they must have been quail. I didn't get a photo of the birds, so I turned the camera toward the car so you could see the narrow road and thick vegetation:

I found a small parking lot surrounded by a field filled with Orange Hawkweed:

The road, such as it is, ends at Clear Pond, a lovely wilderness pond which had a few fisherman but no one else. It began raining as we reached its shoreline and continued raining throughout the hike:

The dogs didn't mind the rain, and I figured that once we were deep in the forest I'd be partially protected by the trees overhead:

The trail followed the shore of Clear Pond for a while, and I kept stopping to see it from a new angle and snap a few more photos:

But Fergus was anxious for me to get moving and get hiking. I'll post more tomorrow: