New York State Fair 2012, Syracuse, NY
After taking a look at Fort Ontario and the Marine Museum in Oswego, NY, I headed into Syracuse to meet up with my son at the New York State Fair. I had not been to a large fair in quite a number of years and was surprised to find that not a lot had changed. Food stands were plentiful and there were plentiful games to play if you wanted or hoped for another stuffed animal or cartoon character. The following images might bring back a few memories for those who, like me, have been deprived of an annual dose of fairdom.
In order to survive at a large fair, you must be happy maneuvering through large crowds and trying to keep your appetite under control is always a challenge.
Before considering which of the many fattening treats we might sink our teeth into, we stopped with many others to smile and laugh as entertainer, Michael Hilby , worked his magic atop a unicycle.
Then, of course, we had to stop and check out a car or two that caught our eye. Any car with “Daytona 500” decals is bound to get a bit more attention than any of the other vehicles.
We eventually made our decision. Pizza won the vote. I didn’t need the calories but pizza was likely the least fattening of all of the foods that were on offer.
Cotton candy and candied apples would have been a nice substitute for dessert but, again, I was able to show restraint but just barely! A bit of applause please :-).
Once we had succumbed to the food demons, we headed out into the rest of the Fairgrounds where we found an interesting assortment of rides and a fantastic selection of games of chance, skill, and humiliation. Over the years, I have learned that no matter how hard I try I won’t be able to knock over the requisite number of little milk bottles nor find a way to break a balloon with a dart, so I am satisfied to just walk around clicking the shutter.
I was rather surprised to find that some of the games and exhibits were the same as they had been twenty or more years before, but I guess if something is successful, there is no real urgency to change the game plan.
Last chance! Everyone is a potential winner!
I was eventually coerced into trying my hand at one of the games. I knew that it was a foregone conclusion that I would not likely be successful with the bowling ball but I tried anyway. NO success! It was starting to get dark and I didn’t have my tripod with me so soon my shutter clicking potential would diminish and it would be time to head home.
One last flash shot for the night – a fire hydrant on the way back to the car.