Thursday, June 16, 2016

It Must Be Derby Time , And Bizarre Days Around the Nation.

Well, it is cold and rainy, so the logical conclusion is that it must be Lead Creek Derby Time. Yes sir we, Bob, it is that time when the great city of Wallace, Idaho showcases all the fine restaurants, bars, hospitality and sense of humor to the world. What could possibly be more exuberating than to follow with quivering, drunken, anticipation  a ball floating down what was once a dirty, filthy, nasty, smelly, unsanitary,polluted, creek, officially the SouthFork of the Coeur D' Alene River, but lovingly , and adoringly  known to locals as " Lead Creek"Only now, of course, the creek is clean, but I don't think an event renamed " Clean Creek Derby" would have the same appeal.I will confess, this it the first time in years that I have lived in Wallace during the Derby, and it is kind of exciting to be here,

I am sure that our great city of Wallace is not the only metropolis in the world that has a funky event of such magnitude, so I did a little research and found these beauties.

Spivey Corner, NC. you will love this one, folks. The National Hollerin Contest. Evidently folks in this sophisticated town feel that "hollerin" is a lost art. Hm, they must have never been to Wallace on a Saturday night on the old days. However, it is nice to know that because o Spivey Corner, NC, "hollerin" will never be lost to the world, and we are grateful,

In case one thinks that "Derby Days or Depot Days" is a little strange, hang on to your beer because if there ever was a reason to hold a festival, Fruita, Colorado has us beat. What could possibly top the event of all events, and the Creme de la creme of events?  Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the "Headless Chicken Days". No, I did not make that one up. No one could.

Just when you thought that it could not get much more bizarre, I close today with this one,the one the Chicago Tribune heralds as one of the top 100 celebrations in the US. Ladies and gentlemen, drum roll please_______________I present to you the "Frozen Dead Guy Days". It is too much to write,, so I will get a little lazy here and do a little copy and pasting. This you will want to read.

 When Grandpa Bredo passed away in 1989, he was a parks-and-recreation director in Norway who suffered from heart problems. Four years later, he was the "frozen dead guy" living in a backyard shed in Nederland, Colo.Bredo's family was into cryonics, and from the time of his death he was stored in a cryonics facility in California. In 1993, though, his daughter and grandson decided to care for him themselves, at their home in Nederland. Word soon got out that a local family was keeping a frozen Grandpa in the yard, and the artsy, off-beat mountain town loved it.A couple of decades later, Grandpa Bredo is still there -- but his family isn't. They ended up heading back to Norway but left Grandpa in the shed, under the care of the Ice Man, a hired hand who refreshes the dry-ice supply once a month to keep him safely frozen. It's a good thing he stayed, since he's the center of a funny little tradition that has grown into a huge, annual celebration that marks the final days of harsh winter.
The party known as "Frozen Dead Guy Days" takes place over a weekend in March, and it's quite the wacky destination. People come from near and far to take part in the death-and-winter-themed festivities, including coffin races, frozen-T-shirt contests, ice-turkey bowling, brain-freeze contests and the frozen-salmon toss. There's live music, lots of beer and, of course, tours of Grandpa Bredo's shed, where the old man rests in suspended animation, waiting to rise again and greet his fans.
The Chicago Tribune ranked Frozen Dead Guy Days among the best 100 festivals in the United States.
 More to come.

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