Sunday, August 27, 2006

Kilts and Hairy Cows

Yesterday was the annual Highland Games. It the day when all the people with just the tiniest bit of Celt in them come out.The day started out with a good down pour. If this was the real highlands it would be a normal day,but here in the Midwest we like it clear and sunny. I sure all the hearty Celts ran off to a shelter at the first sight of rain. Celtic pronounced with the K sound....the C is the basketball team.And if I hear it mispronounced I correct you...Its like the people that say tarot like carrot.
They hold the games at the fair grounds. Vendors from all over the Midwest come to sell their wares. This year I noticed that there was a lot of weapons for sale. Broad swords,battle axes,and all the other fun stuff. Then there is the authentic Scottish,English,Irish,Welsh food stuff that you can get at TJ Maxx for half the price. And then the lovely hand crafted jewerly that is made in china...They had a man there explaining all about the history of the collie dogs and how they herd the sheep..It was first said at Colleie...Which is Gaelic for dark eyes..Which the dogs have. It was fun to see the stare down the dog and one of the sheep had...On the other side of the field was the highland cows...Big hairy beastys who really need to get there bangs cut.
Now the games I really don't understand...Its mostly men and now some women that throw things. There is the caber toss. This is taking a telephone pole running with it upright and then tossing it.And you would do this in real life how? Then there are two others one it throwing a bale over a bar and then the highland version or the discus.
The people walking around are the most fun. You have then dressed as they think they would have been in the 1500s...You know the black death time. Ladies in long dresses and men in their armor....Maybe they did...But then the ones that look like Stevie Nicks backup singer would have been stoned or burned at the stake...
Every year I go and see if they have anything with my family name on it. But we aren't one of the popular names so I never do. Well maybe next year...or the year I do wear a kilt to it.

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