The Ferris wheel,  tilt a whirl,  ring of fire, carnies and the smell of the fair as you enter, as you leave and on your body for several days after is back again in Chenango County.

Ummmmmmm…. The sweet smell of the fair.

One thing the fair is certain to offer daily are smells and sights you either have chosen to neglect to realize exist or smells and sights that flood your mind with memories of a time when as a child the sweet smells meant fun for all!!!

The county fair traditionally has not changed since I was a tot and on my way to the dragon roller-coaster for the 10th time in one afternoon. The taffy handlers still continue to throw the taffy on the metal hook while the carnies yell at unlucky participants to play an unlucky game  of lucky ducks…

It does seem however, whoever tries to win a goldfish is sure to take 3 to 4 of them home.

Anyway, back to the smells of the fair. I think if the fair did not have the distinct smell of food, garbage, sweat, aftershave, perfume, shampoo, gasoline, oil, hair-spray, hot dogs, chili dogs, who knows what dogs, candy, taffy, French fries, body odor, horses, cows and tobacco it simply would not be the same …

I am all about tradition and the county fair is one place tradition is present in Chenango County. As for the smell, turpentine may help …

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