Bridgeport, CA boasts the states longest running Independence Day celebration. For the first time in a long time, I didn't have to work the holiday. I got up early Friday morning to cross the Sierras. I made it just in time for the parade. It was a small town parade, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. Smokey the Bear made an appearance. Always glad to see him out and about.
I don't know what it is, but I do enjoy the long string of older gentlemen on their tractors. This one is a 1937 model. Perhaps I see my great-grandpa Ralph riding this same tractor.
There was a small representation of children on decorated bicycles.
I remember weaving streamers through my spokes in anticipation of the Bellaire parade in Texas. (Eccles Family, circa 1989)
I had a lovely picnic lunch, brought from home, on the lawn of the sheriff's office. I enjoyed the festive flower bed.
My afternoon was devoted to the rodeo. Loved it! This is the fourth state in which I have attended a rodeo and there were some new events I'd never heard of. Of course, there was the calf roping and the bronc riding, but there was also trailering and the double mugging. (A lady next to me though the latter was something you'd hear on the news happened in LA.)
I had the most wonderful creation, a Hillbilly taco, for dinner. A cornbread tortilla, pulled pork, cole-slaw, and South Carolina bbq sauce. Amazing. I stayed and watched a stunning fireworks display, then headed back home.
Friday the 11th started what I'm calling Three Weeks of Adventuring. Stay tuned! Fellow adventurers always welcome.
I loved the family photo :). Attending rodeos outside of Houston is interesting for me ... I have attended rodeos in Colorado and Wyoming. I always feel like they pale in comparison to the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo! Miss you :). Thanks for the inspirational post!
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