Our Summer Travels: The Lewis County Fair

My brother Dave lives in Lowville, NY. It’s up north, not far from the Canadian border. Oh, and “Lowville” rhymes with “cow-ville.” That’s pretty appropriate, considering there are more cows than people in Lowville. The dairy and cheese industries are very important here. There also happens to be a bowling pin factory. And, my favorite bit of Lowville trivia, Peter Ostrum is a veterinarian here. He takes care of cows, of course.

The view from Dave's front porch. Yes, it's a cornfield. The cow pasture is a bit to the left.

The view from Dave’s front porch. Yes, it’s a cornfield. The cow pasture is a bit to the left.

One of Lowville’s biggest claims to fame is that, each July, it hosts The Lewis County Fair. This charming little fair dates back to 1821. For the past few years, my boys and I have made the 3-hour journey for the fair. It’s so worth it! The first night, always a Tuesday, boasts the big parade.

Waiting for the parade to begin.

Waiting for the parade to begin.

Should every parade have an antique cheese cart? And yes, they're throwing cheese off the back.

Shouldn’t every parade have an antique cheese wagon? And yes, they’re throwing cheese off the back.

She caught one!

She caught one!

I <3 volunteer firefighters.

I ❤ volunteer firefighters.

Shouldn't every parade have a float featuring a robot, kids in a cast iron bathtub, and a shack with a working chimney?

Shouldn’t every parade have a float featuring a robot, kids in a cast-iron bathtub, and a shack with a working chimney?

The Lewis County Dairy Princess and her court. Because cows.

The Lewis County Dairy Princess and her court. Because cows.

The next day, we went to the fair!

The midway from afar.

The midway from afar.

Naturally, we stop by the dairy industry building.

Naturally, we stop by the dairy industry building.

Then we check out some award-winning quilts.

Then we check out some award-winning quilts.

At the Historical Building, these strange contraptions were on display. They're like computers, but without the screens. Hmmm...

At the Historical Building, these strange contraptions are on display. They’re like computers, but without the screens. Hmmm…

Time for a taffy break!

Time for a taffy break!

Between the rides, displays, shows, and the amazing fair food, it was quite a day! We made our way back to Dave’s house and collapsed, exhausted and sugared out, onto the couches. After a good night’s sleep, we had a nice day of swimming and playing board games with Dave and his family. Doesn’t that sound like a sweet, old-fashioned kind of vacation? We’re already looking forward to next year’s fair!

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4 Responses to Our Summer Travels: The Lewis County Fair

  1. I like going to fairs and the Lewis County Fair sounds like a great time, made only better by your family spending time with Dave and his family there.

  2. J.Q. Rose says:

    What great photos!! We live just a block from our county fairgrounds. Don’t even have to pay for parking. Our fair is a tradition around here–been here since 1955. But there are no longer carnival rides or midget boxing. The stadium does have some entertaining acts though and of course, races of all kinds–horse, tractor, demo cars, etc. And you HAVE to go to the dairy farmers tent for breakfast! Eventhough the state quit paying premiums for ribbons, the kids still submit their entries to win ribbons. Great family tradition!

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