Having been a livestock exhibitor at the State Fair for many moons, think I am uniquely qualified to comment here and this year was no different than any other. I went to my first State Fair when I was about 9, exhibited sheep and shop projects as a 4-Her there when I was a lad and since 1991 as an open class sheep exhibitor. That must make me an exhibitionist!
Seriously, it gets a little tougher each year for me to get "up" for it. The main problem? Getting in and out. I'm not a big Twin Cities fan to begin with even though I lived there for about 5 years when I was in college. Traffic sucks and you can't pee in your own backyard but what someone gets excited about it. That's why I insist on living as far away from it as I do. Used to be too I'd take an entire week off to get the sheep ready to show. Now we send them out with some good folks from NY Mills who take them all over the US so the MN State Fair is just another stop for them on their route. Should be easier, right? It is from that standpoint but we frequently add animals for this show as their class breakdown is different now than it used to be so we still wind up doing some of it and having to haul animals in. Once you arrive at the fair, getting into the place can be a challenge. Coming in early used to help but everyone else is doing the same thing so even on Wednesday afternoon, there are cars parked and people crawling all over just like the fair is already on. Don't be surprised if there is another day added to the State Fair eventually. The open class sheep barn is shared with the poultry and bunnies on the east end with the open class sheep on the west end. The 4-H bunny and chicken people are in there now too and they have a hard time getting along with the open class poultry and bunny guys, to say nothing of the sheep people. Parking their vehicles so it blocks our access with the trucks and trailers tends to make us a little irrate. Toss in a Barney Fife type cop or two who thinks they need to throw their weight around and it 's almost enough make all of us want to stay home and forget about it. Incidentally, my wife was the open class sheep superintendent this year so interesting to see if she's back again for next year.
Once we're in and unloaded though, it's a little like the line from the Jackson Browne song, we remember why we came. We get to see the old friends we've made over the years, we get to compete and we represent animal agriculture. More than once we've been confronted by PETA types and resisted the temptation to knock their teeth down their throats but that's exactly what they want; a show. The people watching is always fun between shows. Can't believe some of the get ups people wear or where they're pierced and tattooed. The questions over the years are definitely indicative of how far removed the general populace has become from farming and agriculture. Grandpa and grandma's farm is a distant memory to most these days. Getting out on Sunday afternoon is an absolute zoo. Driving a livestock truck and trailer through the masses makes one wonder why natural selection hasn't weeded out some of these people long ago. Walking one way and looking another as seems to be the habit is a good way to wind up under a set of wheels.
The cops who run the load out process are absolutely wonderful now though relative to what they used to be. My hats off to all of them. Very understanding, don't get excited, helpful, yet willing to get after people when they've got it coming. Case in point: Sunday when I was coming out, I sat in line waiting to get into the grounds to pick up my animals for over 2 hours. Once I made it onto the grounds I got in behind a horse trailer and was puzzled as to why it was just sitting. I pulled up behind it and all the sudden this hoidy toidy horse lady gets out and shrieks at me that she's going to load her horses so I need to stay back. Normally, for safety's sake, we stay squeezed tight so people don't try to get between vehicles. Lowly sheep guy that I am I consented and after she got one horse that was wheeling and turning, the cops were there within seconds, chewing her a new one and forcing her to back in where she was supposed to. Lucky for me the female cop who was taking charge was very nice to me, very apologetic but started to smile when she saw I was laughing about it. Long dark hair, very attractive and very shapely with a nice rear view so when she cleared the crowd ahead of me so I could move up the street, I got a nice show. I love the State Fair! Enough to make me want to come back.