festivals

Haggis & Chips

 

50/50 mix of guys sporting their family tartans.  Might have been outnumbered today.  Whole lotta man skirts.  Folk music, Highland dance, Scottish sports & FOOD.

Walked thru the crowded Clan tent, to find out EVERYONE is Scottish this day.  23andme must have missed my Highland ancestry.  Guy opened his secret Harry Potter Book of Tartans & revealed I am Family Dundee.  Good to be Scot – if only a day 🙂

Mesmerized, stood/gawked watching two of the Games’ early sporting events.  Stone throw & Sheaf toss (hay bale pitch).  BIG guys; BIG guys in kilts.

FOOD.  Bellied a plate of traditional haggis & Chips then jockeyed for a seat in Estes Park’s Fairgrounds arena.  Opening Ceremonies.

Family Clan march, multiple troops of bagpipers, festival Speeches & a military flyover.

Day’s WOW moment.  Military trumpet, first line of ‘Amazing Grace’.  Moments later its single voice accompanied by tens of bagpipes.  Backdrop: our Colorado Rockies.  Magic.  Found myself holding my breath.  Life imprint, moment memorized.

 

 

Festival & Highland Games

 

Opening Ceremonies

 

Amazing Grace

 

 

 

Estes Park, Colorado

 

Who doesn’t love a parade?  Friend invited [me] to tag along Saturday.

Scottish Highland Festival?  ABSOLUTELY.

Neighbor Larry arrived in native Scot regalia.  You think you know a guy.  Man skirt?

 

Estes Park Fairgrounds, festival gates open at 11.  PARADE MARCH down Elkhorn an hour-half earlier.  Closest I personally come to being Scottish: wearing PLAID the next THREE seasons.  Probably more BRAWNY MAN than BRAVEHEART.  LOL>

Bring on the BAGPIPES!  Show me some KILTS!  LOVE LOVE a parade.

Each clan sported their own unique FAMILY plaid.

SCOTLAND the BRAVE played — over & over & over  ♪ ♫ ♬

GREAT weather, GREAT energy, GREAT time!

Thanks neighbor 🌞

 

 

Every man dies, but not every man really lives – Braveheart 🏹

 

Scottish Highland Parade (Part I)

 

Scottish Highland Parade (same song/one song mix)

 

Longs Peak Scottish Irish Highland Festival

SEPTEMBER 6-9, 2018

 

For more than three decades, Estes Park has been the backdrop for one of the nation’s largest celebrations of the heritage, the sounds, the tastes, and the arts of the Scottish and Irish cultures.

 

Held annually the weekend after Labor Day, Estes Park’s Longs Peak Scottish-Irish Highland Festival is the largest gathering of its kind between the Mississippi River and California, and traditionally hosts bands – from the marching kind to the rocking kind and everything in-between – hailing from Great Britain, Scotland, Ireland, Canada and, of course, the United States.

 

With jousting knights, dancing girls, hoisting athletes and calling bagpipes, groups and families of all ages will catch the Celtic spirit at this festival – surrounded by the scenic peaks of Estes Park!

 

One of the weekend highlights is the free hour-long parade on Elkhorn Avenue, Estes Park’s main street. Bagpipes, drummers, dancers, clans in tartan, Dogs of the British Isles, brass military bands and precision drill teams give a preview of what can be seen on the festival grounds.

 

 

 

Somehow lost in the excitement of year-round marathoning, our local Lafayette Peach Festival dropped off my radar – missed the past 2 years.  Luckily [thanks to Ash], World’s back on its axis.  Spin on, folks.  Kiddo scoped out the date, marked the calendar – absolutely ZERO chance of missing this year’s offering.  Palisades peaches.

Sweetest, juiciest and messiest PEACH on the Planet.  YUM!  Group-purchased a FULL flat with Ash & Tom this year.  $45/box; not cheap but mighty deee-lish.  Ate ‘til my gut protruded; pitted/quartered/froze the rest.  Will be a welcome treat when the snow flies 😊

the Tale of Colorado’s GREAT SUMMER PEACH doesn’t end there.

Tuesday Aug 21st – SIXTH year of shark tornadoes AND a slice of HOMEMADE PEACH pie.  Birthday Pie #2.  Different crust, different fruit – result?  Our Betty Crocker of the Rockies homered again, outta the Park.  Not just a baker, Ash’s a PIE-making SAVANT.  True life talent revealed.  Away with the mixer.  Buttercream piping – be gone.

Hear ye! Hear ye! I Decree: BIRTHDAY PIE, every year 🥧❤️