Oh What A Fun Day

 So, finally the day had come. Holtville was ready for its 75th Carrot Festival.

The temps were on its way to reach 90F, but it was only 10am and the heat was still tolerable. Yet, I secured myself a spot under a row of small trees. In front of me I had a row of low chairs with the owners taking place. 

Below: A big crowd

First out, as usual, was the honor guard. A marching band followed and then one float after the other passed by. The firetrucks of

Holtville pressing on their horns and putting their sirens to work were a given. No American parade goes without the fire department. Later. even a couple of firetrucks from El Centro went by.

The old cars from the fifties are always attracting special attention, but the big official carrot floats were the prettiest of all.

Is this Huskie enjoying the show as well?

Towards the end appeared what I can only describe as a lot of noise making and something which has no connection to the idea of celebrating the harvest of the carrots: A huge group of ugly looking ATVs. They are toys for men who have problems growing up. Not a good choice made by the organizers.

A couple of streets back, the city is having a tivoli set up. I didn't visit it this year as the heat was increasing and it was time to get back to camp.