Talkeetna, Alaska "Moose Dropping Festival"

Trip Start May 31, 2008
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Trip End Aug 28, 2008


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Talkeetna Camper Park

Flag of United States  , Alaska
Saturday, July 12, 2008

Today was the big day; the day for the 36th annual Moose Dropping Festival.  As I often do I checked the Talkeetna web cam to see if Denali was visible from the overlook just outside of town.  Sure enough for the first time since we have been here in Talkeetna part of the mountain was not behind clouds.  So off we went to the overlook.  Unfortunately only the middle portion was showing, so we went back to the trailer for breakfast and then returned to the overlook.  By this time the peaks were out of the clouds and some of the peaks of the other two mountains, Mt. Foraker and Mt. Hunter were also out of the clouds.  We took some time photographing the mountains until the clouds started to move back in.
Returning to the campground, we determined that walking into town for the festival would be the wiser choice, since the available parking was almost as far out as the campground.  So off we went to see what the festival had to offer.  There was a lot of food which we avoided and lots of crafters which we did not.  I am always looking for items made in Alaska rather than made in China to bring back, so this was a good opportunity to find some Alaskan made goods.
At noon the parade started.  For a little town it had a variety of participants, including the red hat ladies, a bagpipe band, several floats carrying the moose that were going to be auctioned off later in the afternoon, and high wheel riders.  If you missed the parade the first time, it circles back a second time and ends where it started.
Not having walked far enough we made one last trip out to the beach.
Then it was back to the trailer for lunch.  After lunch we walked back into town and watched a little of the "one pitch" softball game. 
Now it was time for the big "Moose Dropping Drop".  The crowd gathered and everyone waited with bated breath to see whose number would be closest to the target.  Bottom line, it wasn't me; nor was mine the greatest distance away.  So there no money for me.
Tomorrow we go south to Wasilla.
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