More fun from the Great Falls Balloon Festival…

Day three…
Kids dressed up as Darth, as well as Yoda…
Adults dressed up as the aforementioned two fabled characters…

All of ’em packing…

Light sabers, that is…

And the two so-named, ding-dang balloons were just sitting there in the field.
Plenty of hot air to go around.
Everyone ready to go…

But nothing…

So you’ll have to make do with things like this, instead…

Another thing about Maine that I’d forgotten.

The spiders…

Huge and mighty morphin’ power spiders.
Big…

Really big…

I remember my first time in Maine, way up on Moosehead lake, doing battle with a spider guarding the door to the cabin I was inhabiting.
A spider the size of a yellow cab in NYC…
(… and about the same color, too,,,)

And not those cute little Nissan things they have these days.
I’m talking the big ones they used to drive.
Checker cabs, they called them…

The kind where I could stretch all 6’2″ of my frame as long as I could make it, and still not touch the back of the drivers seat up front.
The kind with fold down seats behind the bench seat up front, for those extra-full fares.
The kind that routinely faced down semi’s, garbage trucks and 747’s out at JFK…

‘Cause the cad had more steel in it’s body than all the others combined…

That’s the kind of spider I’m talking about…

A spider that isn’t intimidated by a whole bunch of hot air going all floaty on it.

A spider like this one…

Eh…?
Eh…?
Eh…?

You see that monster, there…?

What about that, huh?

Everywhere.
They’re everywhere in Maine.
So much so, I had to go to Canadidia to get away from them…

 

I sure hope they don’t follow me up here!