October Fest

Fall is in the air as September slides by quickly and all of a sudden its time for our local October Fest in the Valley Region of Oregon. Mt Angel is a quaint little town that comes alive for a few days every September and the roads are filled with  cars looming  from every direction and arriving  to hopefully find a place to park that is close to the downtown area. Most of the residents that live close to downtown, rent out their yards for parking and pick up extra cash for the Holidays for that trip to  Hawaii that will look mighty fine in January. We  (2 cars full) found places not far at all (about 2 blocks) away and immediately found the 1st corn dog stand to begin the fun! These were  of homemade batter and deep brown when they handed them across the window.” Be careful, they’re hot” we told the little kids and off we went  to explore all the booths and people watch. Almost all the booths  at this Fest are there for the local churches, or city civic organizations around this part so they vie for bragging rights to whatever they produce and show off all their products with pride. It is fun to buys this and that when one knows its helping their cause and money will be spent in another way down the road.

   Next , we hit the Mt Angel Sausage Co, for their wonderful brats  with fried, carmelized, onions and white, stringy saurkraut, my favorite. I ask for extra of both just for good measure and we go inside to  relax . This place carry’s real German Beer and most of us indulge in a frosty (plastic) glass of the dark or somewhat dark ale. The children are satisfied with their 7up and with a little prodding, I ask at the counter to put some German music on instead of Petula Clark. Just isn’t festive until the umpa band is ringing in the background. They delightfully accommodate us and we have a few dances along with extra suds.
   The weather and clouds are just starting to burn off and get sunny. A few stratus clouds  are high in the sky and a couple of thunder heads dot the horizon with the air temperature around 68 to 70. It was pretty cool early in the morning so we all took some sweatshirts along just in case but did not need them afterall. One more lazy summer afternoon everyone appreciated. We then check out some more booths and look for the beer hall. Bands from all over will be playing and of course, everyone joins in for the fun.
   Admission and a wrist band  get us all in . Seating is pretty full  but manage to find one, long row that will work for our group. Its still very early in the day and it will only get more crowded by night fall. We plan to leave by that time. The little kids are begging for the big, soft, brown and white pretzels with chunks salt  on them. That’s easy to accommodate. I decide some hot mustard may be in order for leftovers, if there is any and bring a small plate back with 2 kinds of flavors. The little kids end up on stage with others and try yoddeling . Everyone loves this  and laughter is all you hear for awhile. Finally, everyone votes for the best one and its contestant #2. Picture time and  then back to dancing.  The long horns are my favorite to watch and wonder how they have that much control over the intonation of the mouthpiece. The sounds are as smooth as silk and they don’t miss a beat. Wonderful!!!
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Happy Trails!!