Thurmont, for real!

Going to the Coctoctin Colorfest is certainly something to call home about! It is amazing how one little town transforms itself for one weekend. We heard that there were upwards of 100,000 people that attended this event!


The first picture is the exit into Thurmont. Our gang is the first two cars in the second picture. We have just entered town. You can see the tents of the vendors already. This is where Donna and I got out. We were very excited! ! We wanted to get a jump start. We told the rest of the gang we would hang out around this area while they parked and to meet us back here.



In the background here, you can see the Cotoctin Mountains. It is a beautiful sight.




These are the first two booths Donna and I hit when we got out - in our excitement. We breezed thru the first one. The second one was a different story. This vendor always has something different and this year was no exception. But with demand comes "wait". Wait in line. Wait for an hour. Wait. Wait. Wait. The gang covered a lot of ground while we waited. And waited. And waited. In line. We eventually got out of there and hooked up with our heckling gang and moved forward.





I couldn't resist taking a picture of this old stone wall. It was behind the building where the Amish were set up selling pictures and furniture and textiles. It shows how old the town really is. It was amazing.

Now, there were gazillions of vendors with all kinds of things. The wreath on the left was made of some kind of seed pod that falls off trees. They are very, very prickly and not the least bit friendly to touch. I have a story about those things. But that will have to wait until another day.

And of course there were trillions of yard sales. From one end of town to the other and on the back road heading out of Thurmont. It reminded me of the "400 Mile Yard Sale" I went on with Jenny and the girls.

And of course there was food. Food everywhere. My and Bob's favorite place to eat there is this pit beef stand. The contraption on the right is an old peanut roaster. Mmmm. What can I say? Should've bought some!

Amidst all the clamor of people there was a creek that ran under a bridge that ran down the main drag in town. Reminded me of Papaw Wymer's creek. A little.

They had a band in the park. Along with another gazillion vendors.




It was crazy the amount of people in this town!

We are heading out. We were parked with the hoards. Many, many, many.

Amanda - on the left - looks like she's drifting.

Bekah has completely exited stage left.

Donna - red shirt - is using one of her goodies as a walking stick - tee hee

Greg - front and center - is a man on a mission - to get us out of there!

Denise - purple shirt, Amanda's mom - is drifting to the left

Bob - orange guy - looking back at me - seemingly saying: "Are ya coming Barb?"

Dan - ah oh - something's caught his eye - sorry - keep walking!

Bekah took some hysterical pictures this day. It was a majority consensus to "people watch"!

She has blogged about it. I haven't read hers yet, but as soon as I am done here, I am headed there! Can't wait!

It was a wonderful day. Great family, good friends, good food, good weather. ""What more could you want?", I ask. "What more?"