Later, we arrived back and headed over to the festival.
While they had some of the standard fare you would find at a festival….
We were there for the Timber part.
Later, there would be a pole climbing competition.
A real man can do anything with a chainsaw.
My father got a good spot, too….
But my mother preferred to sit and rest.
Of course, when they asked for a volunteer, she came right back.
She got to wave the flag and yell, “Ding, ding, ding”!!!
Yeah, it was pretty much what you would expect.