Just for fun, I thought I would take a trip in a time machine this week and see what I was writing about in my column 10 years ago. This column originally appeared in the Prince George Free Press on August 18, 2010.
My first mistake was in thinking I would amble over to the PGX on Saturday.
After all, it’s not that long a walk from my place to the Exhibition Grounds, and I was going reasonably early in the morning, so how hot could it be?
Quite hot, as it turned out.
With camera bag slung over my shoulder, I headed out. By the time I was halfway there, I was beginning to think it was a bad decision to leave the car at home. The only reason I had done that was to avoid potential parking problems.
By the time I got to the pass gate, I knew it had been a bad decision – especially when I remembered I still had to walk home. The man at the pass gate informed me it was already 30C at 11:45 a.m.
So much for avoiding the hot part of the day.
The first person I saw when I entered the grounds was Darren Coogan of The Drive. He very helpfully informed me they had cold drinks available at their booth if I needed one later. I filed the information for future reference.
Then, it was on to the PGX. The sights, the sounds, the smells. Walking through the concession area made my mouth water, walking through the rides area made my hair stand on end.
I started to roam. I took pictures of the firefighters’ challenge, the team log skid event, the petting farm, the midway, a whole bunch of other stuff.
And I made sure that I didn’t spend a lot of time outside. After about 10 minutes in the sun, I would duck inside one of the barns or other buildings.
I was there for about two hours. As I left, I stopped by The Drive booth and grabbed a cool drink.
By the time I was halfway home, it was gone.
Have you ever noticed how it’s always twice as far to get back as it is to get there? I was quite warm by the time I got home.
But I had survived.
I can’t wait until next year.