Elk Festival at Jasper

For weeks when we were planning this mini vacation I kept callin' it
the Moose Festival, but as everyone told me there is a big difference between
moose and elk.....really?? they are both ugly and smell and sound like
an elephant in hard labor to me when they are calling or what ever in
heavens name you call that racket. But the lil festival was pretty neat
in the town of Jasper, an ity bity town up north Arkansas. The rain almost
cancelled the whole thing but the sun came out and so did the dozens of
vendors. My husband and daughter and her friend all were delighted
to see the vendor who was selling fried alligator. Not me!!! That ranks
up there with fried snake in my book. They kept telling me how good
it was as all three of them munched down on the stick of fried meat.
A lot of the young men had these hose looking things slung over their
shoulders, I was informed that these were to call the elk. Now why in the
heck would you want to call one of those nasty things. Oh well, Grandma's
book of knowledge just got larger. But seriously do they really eat those
elk or just shoot them?? UGGGGG!!! Had a good weekend if you don't
count the few thousand chiggers who found my legs and back. Well I am off to
find a wire brush to help with the itchin'.