So, our giant pumpkin wasn't giant enough to compete with the top dogs this year. That's okay. We still enjoyed the Nekoosa Giant Pumpkin Fest where a 1,468 pound pumpkin was the second biggest (the first had already gone home). Ours made it somewhere in the 400 pound range. Dad is pictured below with some 600- and 700-pounders. This year the festival was moved away from the river because of the flooding, so they cancelled the pumpkin boat regatta (it seems like a good reason to HAVE pumpkin boats...) But they proceeded with the pumpkin drop, a much-anticipated event where a giant pumpkin is hoisted onto a crane and dropped onto a field. People like watching stuff explode. Today, they smashed a 1,288-pounder ... felt the ground thud when it hit. The best part, though, was when scads of children rushed the smashed pumpkin, hoping to find prizes (yesterday's pumpkin apparently contained ping-pong balls). Finding none, they carried away pumpkin chunks, ant-like.
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