I'm sure to those outside of the NW (or possibly north as a whole), the concept of an entire show based around logs, logging, and loggers, is completely foreign and a bit freakish; however, in Buckley, WA, the annual log show is, in fact, an anticipated event. A weekend complete with log chopping, climbing, racing, and a parade that consists of many massive logging trucks and logging equipment, ridden on by adults and cute little logging children throwing an assortment of candy. Never having been before ourselves, we thought we'd try it out.
James holding a pull up at the Marine-sponsored tent. There was also a 6-month pregnant lady doing it ... huh??
Here's Kevin, James, and Joseph in the show arena.
I think Brooks is asking gramps for money;)
Oh wait, maybe he just wants kettle corn, since it looks like that's what his sister is eating.
Here we all are.
You may be wondering how fuzzy ponies fit in with a log show?? Well, just like any community "fair" or weekend event, the Buckley log show also had its share of vendors and activities--which the kids loved ... although maybe not so much as the candy from the parade.
It's difficult to see in the picture, but there are young loggers at the top of each of those vertical logs. When I say young, I certainly do not mean children, but I assume they can't be much more than thirty to be able to make the climb and still have energy to chop. The crane on the left is someone unafraid of heights taking pictures.
Grandpa Dueck and Porter.
Kevin's folks met up with us partway through the day. My mom was also there, but so many other people were also eager to attend the Buckley Log show that it wasn't exactly easy to tag up with each other.
Warning though to parents: not that I'm making judgements about loggers;), but the type of suggestive comments, beer consumption (albeit mostly in the beer garden), and ogling that you might expect to find at a log show, was present. Not to a crazy degree, but it was certainly there. Fortunately, it was loud and crowded enough that the kids didn't seem to notice. Still, you would want to use discretion.
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