Monday, October 12, 2009
Crazy Crap / Phillips Just Goats to Show You: Lewisburg's Goats, Music, and More Festival
Posted by Betsy Phillips on Mon, Oct 12, 2009 at 10:30 AM
So I got on the Internet and discovered that this weekend was Lewisburg's Goats, Music, and More Festival. That's right: goats. Fainting goats. Seriously, who can resist a fainting goat festival? Plus they claimed to have booths full of crafts. And gospel singing. Now, I've got nothing against Lewisburg or goats, and maybe things started to pick up later in the
There was a rabbit the size of a baby goat, and a very tiny pig. Both were kind of impressive.
But folks, my Mom's bar is low--so low that she is impressed by the fact that I write for Pith. And yet even she was forlornly asking, "Are we sure this is the right day?"
So in order to try to cheer her, we left the Festival and ate at the most ridiculously painted restaurant we could find. And then we drove up Verona Caney Road, honking at every goat we saw, trying to get any of them to startle enough to faint.
The goats remained unfazed, but we were laughing like fools.
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Were there any dogs? Dogs and goats live together in the rolling hills of Tennessee...It's a thing, apparently.
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Yes! Every goat herd we honked at had one Great Pyrenees who looked up at us with great disdain, like "Don't fool with my flock, Yankees, or I will make you sorry." It was so dang cool.
(My dad was floating the idea that driving up the road and honking every 50 yards could be explained to anyone who might object by the fact that the van had Illinois plates, as if that would be an acceptable excuse.)
It was awesome.
But at the festival, I only saw the dogs that were being walked by visitors, no working dogs.
There was also an Elvis impersonator at the festival, who was very good. He sang "Bleating Love" and "Hard Headed Woman." And for those who like goat meat, "Love Me Tender."
If you were home in Illinois, it would have been the John Deere Festival. And you would have gotten there over miles and miles of straight, flat roads.
Boring.
A couple of years ago, they had Felix of the Rascals, in my opinion, the Zenith of GoatFest. Other than that, its really just a small town reunion. Nothing too exciting for an out of towner.
