June 13 & 14, 2014: Celebrating Frisco’s Colorado BBQ Challenge.
Flags flyin’ high over a
BBQ vendor on Main Street. US, Colorado,
Don’t Tread on Me, and BBQ Champs.
This year marks the 21st
annual Colorado BBQ Challenge in Frisco with approximately 70 BBQers competing
for a variety of awards. Our first stop
on Main Street is to purchase some Hogbacks – the currency for the
weekend.
Hogbacks in hand, we stroll
down Main Street to check out some of the competition.
Pork Butts: Smokin’ our
butts off!
Wildman Barbeque – We wander through the smoky BBQ haze getting past this vendor!
The original
Smoketrotters from Kansas. Trot on!
You name it – they’ve
got it! We pass by this vendor.
Kids giving you fits? Bubble ‘em up for a while.
There’s fun activities to
keep the kids entertained – or in this case, contained while mom and dad are
chowing down on BBQ.
Kids in big bubbles in
a pool of water. I wonder how much it
costs to keep them “bubbled up” for half-an-hour – or so?
A little redheaded girl
in a big bubble.
The Fuzzy Juggler.
Here we have a half-naked
very hairy juggler performing near the museum.
Part of his act is to poke fun at his own fuzzy-as-a-bear back while
he’s juggling a hatchet, knife, and fire!
Who woulda thunk you could make a living showing the world your hairy
back? Well, it works for this young man.
A pack of porky racers entertain the crowd.
A qualifying round
for the championship race.
The All-Alaskan Racing Pigs
show us what their made of by reaching speeds over 15 miles per hour on the 50
yard flat track. These porky little
racers also leap over high hurdles during the race. Prior to the races each pig is introduced
with a little bio of his/her racing achievements. All have creative names such as Sourdough Jack, Soapy Smith, Sloppy Joe
and … Bob. Bob? I guess the creative naming committee was
sleeping on the job the day Bob was named.
The "FINAL 4" Piggies.
For the championship round
of the final four racers, the crowd is split into cheering sections for each
pig athlete. The young boy seated next
to us selects Bob for our cheering section.
The pigs are in the
starting gates. They’re off! The crowd goes wild. They sprint around the bend with sawdust
flying. Look at those porkers go!
Over the final hurdle …
and the wiener (I mean, winner) is ... BOB!
Pig racing brings a whole new meaning to ----- “fast food”.
We continue down Main Street checking out vendors, doing a little people watching, and enjoying the day.
I recognize that
‘stash.
A unique bike rack made
with ski poles.
HOT PINK!
More multi-toned pink stuff.
How about purple? I really must get more creative with my hair.
Our last stop on Main Street is Foote’s Rest Sweet Shop for … wait for it … wait for it … ice cream, of course.
We sit outside and
listen to a couple of talented young men playing some tunes while we enjoy our
ice cream.
And finally, the biggest hit at the BBQ Challenge has nothing to do with BBQ, and everything to do with Budweiser.
Breckenridge: More food and a little sightseeing.
We make a quick 9-mile trip
south on SH9 to Breck for a light dinner at Oscar’s and a little wandering
around town.
This pooch is blocking
the door to the Orvis shop. He’s also
keeping an eye on a customer’s flip-flop that he snatched earlier.
A wonderful sidewalk
bench – a “repurpose” for discarded skis.
The bench next to it is
made from snowboards and skis. Love it.
A tiny little slice of
Breck.
We’re ready to call it day,
go home, and veg out for the rest of the evening. I wonder how many miles of bike riding it’s
going to take to wear off all the calories we consumed today? Yikes! Until next time - be safe.
