08/15/2024
The Clark County Fair is a family tradition--and this week we're reflecting on how much that means to us.
Yes, it's just a county fair, but it's a dang good one. In the goat world it brings together some truly excellent breeders with high quality goats featured in every breed. Honestly, after decades, the beautiful goats come and go, but what makes it truly special is the village of people it brings together.
A few years back we had this banner created to celebrate our fair family--from my grandma in her 90s to childhood friends now grown with their own children.
This year I was not as on top of taking people photos as I could've been, but here's a long--and still udderly incomplete--list of those who not only made our exhibiting possible, but truly enjoyable.
In whites, a huge shout-out to Cindy Boyd taking her day off to be with us, to Kristina and Stephanie for coming all the way from Klamath to help with everything from trimming hooves to showing naughty baby goats, Cassie our pen neighbor and competitor who jumped in to help in and out of the ring, and especially our adopted son of Barnowl, Gavin who knows and loves many of our goats like his own and inspires us in turn with his beautiful red ladies.
In the booth as we say, this show now with it's double rings works because of so many who volunteer their time to do everything from paperwork to ring stewarding. Thank you to the Conways, Kathy, and Linda Gorman with her stories of yesteryear. Along with the two Amandas each for their own organizing wizardary, and the new kid behind the clipboard, Maddie.
Out of the show ring, no fair is complete without some heart-to-heart human time with superintendent extraordinaire Virginia over an elephant ear. Talking goats and life with the lovely and generous lady in purple, Jessica McDonald. This year sharing a cheese bounty with Kim and Judy, two of our long earred breeder friends, was a particular highlight. Marion, who survived all 10 days with 4 human kids who were still lending a hand all the way to load out. And, keeping Dave sane, our soon off to college friend Sam, whose last minute chore help on Saturday made it possible for Ardis to actually leave the fair and fly to a memorial service out of state.
To the average fair-goer, it likely looks like just a random assortment of goats, but we know that inside these barns there is a mighty village.