It is always a beautiful site to see the view of the backside of Timp.We arrive into the Heber Valley, past the airport (great memories) and look for the Rodeo Arena, but what? We see the gatherings of a parade about to start! Brent is in heaven, a rodeo and a parade? We purchase some pink camp chairs at Smiths and try to head back to the big old red sandstone building to find some grass and shade. We are lucky and only have to walk 2 blocks and park ourselves under a big tree! Oh heaven!
We are right by the announcers booth and can hear them tell
their jokes and announce who is in the parade and even who's having a birthday. Lots of kids, a
band, dancing groups, bagpipes and all that goes with a small town fun atmosphere. There were many old cars and the usual hot air balloons were there in force (the politicians). The best group were the men who dressed as vibrant hussies and driving bikes, the ones usually topped with lots of leather and black. Loved it!
After the parade we head down to the Rodeo grounds and visit the booths and carnival. It's close to time to head over and get our assigned seats at the rodeo.
A Navajo taco and a diet coke and we are happy for hours watching this PRCA rodeo. Lots of fun, beautiful horses, scary and intense rides, great local clown from Payson and fun with the kids stick races and the loonies doing the hide rides! We even saw Louis Fields! There were great people all around us, all having a great experience.
When it is all done, even the bulls, we get a fireworks display and was it ever grand! Loved it all.
THERE IS NOTHING LIKE BEING A PART OF A SMALL TOWN PARTY IN AMERICA!
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