WOW! WHAT A WEEKEND.

Saturday at the Manton Apple Festival was a lovely day for a carriage ride. Geoffrey and I hopped on in the far back seat and enjoyed the ride round the assorted vendors located in the inside grass area of the school track. This was the view from our back seat with the other occupants enjoying the cool mid morning temperatures on a lovely autumn day.

And if you look close enough to this photo below you can see in the distance just to the right of the carriage post the Black Butte and our homestead is on the north side of the Butte out of sight.

 

 There were vendors aplenty. Everything from apple burritos, apple cobbler cooked in cast iron dutch ovens over coals , jams , jellies, soaps, fiber and more.   

 

 

 

 

 

 One of the highlights for me is a visit to the old Manton school building that is now the Museum.

The side on the left is the housing for the schoolmarm at the time and the right is the classroom. The schoolmarm's side is furnished with some of the authentic items both in kitchen and bedroom. Unfortunately it was very crowded inside when we were there so I didn't photos of it. But I did get photos of the school room and some of the displays. 

 

 

It is always fun to see history face to face. And this sad old loom is no exception . I had a brief conversation with the museum director about the possibility of getting some of the ladies from our weaving guild together to give this old girl a new dress at some future date. Pretty her up so folks who see her on display can at least see what she looked like when cleaned up . Although it appears on closer inspection that she has all her parts and may be a working loom at some point. I do love all the old calendars on the wall behind the loom.

This photo is on display in the classroom. Sadly there is no information about the age of it nor which tribe this young mother and child were part of.

The plaque below gives a bit of history of the school system and the people who were part of Manton in the days gone by.

We ended our morning at the festival in one the tents listening to some wonderful Bluegrass bands. 

October is still young and there are festivals of this nature across our county. You may be surprised at what you will find if you take the time to locate them and spend some time at one close by your home. Next post will finish out the weekend with the road trip to Lambtown in Dixon this fiber festivals 30th year.