Fair Oaks Farms

We’ve driven past this place many times and seen the enormous cows and corncobs and chairs that serve as advertisements along I-65. We invited friends along and met them there at 9:30 on a Saturday morning.

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We decided, since we were there, that we’d pay for the whole package — The Dairy Adventure and the Pig Adventure, which, for the two of us, cost $54.

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We wandered about a kids play area and rode a cow merry-go-round. When it was time for our tour, we climbed on a cow-painted bus and rode about half a mile through fields like this.

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The bus drove us past a lot filled with bales of hay and along several long barns while a recorded message gave us exciting facts about collecting manure and milk production.

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We drove past a row of calves in small cages — I forget why.

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And through one of the barns where we saw a lot of cows.

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The bus driver then pulled through a garage door and instructed us to exit the bus and climb a stairway.

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We stood on a sloped walkway and looked through a window at a bunch of cows being milked on a turntable.

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We were told that cows are creatures of habit. When they are brought into this barn, they enter the turntable stalls on their own when they are ready to be milked. It takes eight minutes to clean their utters, attach a milking machine and milk them. When they make a complete circle, they are supposed to back off on their own and head back to their barn. As we watched, about one in ten went around for a second loop. The guy explained that they aren’t milked a second time — it must be cheaper to let them go around twice than to have someone stationed to make them leave.

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We then got back on the bus and rode back to the starting point — and that was the Dairy Adventure.

The light on the birthing barn was green, which mean a calf was being born. We rushed over and sat in the bleachers to see this.

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The process, already underway when we arrived, lasted about five more minutes. As soon as the calf came out, the cow started licking it.

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It was almost standing when we left 20 minutes later.

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There were two stalls.

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Another cow was laying down in the other stall, giving birth to her own calf with little fuss. She did point her nose toward the ceiling and give a bellow right at the end, but that was all.

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This one was lacking some of the motherly instinct. She had to be prodded to stand up and then shown her calf before she started licking. And her licking was a good deal more vigorous — at times she almost flipped the calf over.

It was time for our Pig Adventure. We had another 20-minute wait in a pig-themed playground.

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We then boarded another bus and drove to a building not far from the cow barn. We were told this one would take us an hour to view. We were in and out in 20 minutes. While there, we saw … pigs.

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The highlight, such as it was, was a guy artificially inseminating sows while a couple boars stood in front of them to get them in the mood.

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We then had to wait for our bus while being jostled by a troop of Boy Scouts.

The interesting parts — the cow milking, the cow births, and the pig inseminating — took us perhaps 40 minutes of the five hours we were there. We spent much more time waiting around and riding around on buses. It certainly wasn’t worth $54.

The whole thing was highly industrialized — rather surprising in light of the popularity of organic, free-range foods. But the place is popular. When we left, it was packed. We had a mediocre lunch in the cafe and some awful pastries in the bakery and were on our way.

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Frazier History Museum

I was waiting at the door when this museum opened, and for the two+ hours I was there, I don’t think there were any other visitors.

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The top floor had an exhibit on Lewis and Clark that was long on information but lean on artifacts. The middle floor, the main collection of the museum, featured weapons as part of American history. It included guns and other arms that belonged to famous people.

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A 1906 Teddy bear in the middle of the display of Teddy Roosevelt’s guns.

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Shooting gallery targets from the late 1800s.

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Gear believed to have belonged to Geronimo.

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A cavalry scout coat from the 1870s. The Indian scout who wore it added the bead work.

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Kentucky long rifles.

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Powder horns.

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The first floor had a few more displays of weapons.

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Seventeenth century Japanese Samurai armor.

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A powder horn from 1761, carved by a soldier during the French and Indian War.

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And there were a lot of displays of toy soldiers around the museum, most of which had no explanation.

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American Sign Museum

The American Sign Museum is located in an old parachute factory in the Camp Washington neighborhood of Cincinnati.

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Signs, in various stages of decay, line the parking lot.

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We arrived at 1:30, which gave us a half hour to wander about before the guided tour began.

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The museum is divided into six main areas. The first is filled with different letter and styles used in signs over the years.

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Another room featured pre-lighted sign designs. These particular Burma-Shave signs were used as floorboards in the attic of the company owner.

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Throughout the museum there were sign painter kits and samples. Here are two of the samples that salesman would show to potential customers.

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Big Boy statue styles changed based on franchise and age. This older model has a slingshot in the back pocket and hasn’t, like some of the recent ones, been slimmed down. Others have checkered overalls and black or brown hair.

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These signs were manufactured in the 1910s and 1920s. The earliest electric signs were lit with light bulbs. I’m holding one of the glass inserts that gives the Kelly Springfield its color and points of light. That’s our guide on the left.

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We found out that the different colors in neon signs are created with different gases. In other words, not all neon signs use neon. Neon gives off an orange light, hydrogen a red light, helium a yellow light and mercury a blue light. Green is created by using yellow glass with mercury gas.

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The candy sign on the upper left is stained glass. The Ford sign is a very early neon sign from the 1930s.

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The Crosley sign has bits of broken glass in the tube that interrupted the electrical current and created the random flash effect.

 

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Neon has largely been replaced with back-lit plastic signs. At first, these were rectangle or square, but then vacuum forming was used to create shapes.

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Two examples of vacuum forming molds are on the wall. The “O” was used in a Kroger sign.

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The Coke bottle was used at this restaurant, among other places.

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The crates on the right are neon sign shipping packages. The Sputnik-shaped sign was displayed above a strip mall in Anaheim, California from 1962 until the mid-1990s when it was removed in an effort to clean up the “blight” around Disneyland.

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The largest area in the museum was designed to show signs in their normal context.

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The globe with the cars is from an Earl Scheib auto painting franchise in Compton, California. It sat next to the L.A. Freeway for years, and comes complete with a bullet hole.

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One side of the McDonald’s sign has been restored to its original appearance while the other was left to show what it looked like when it was replaced. The “15c” was replaced with an arch and the number of hamburgers sold changed dramatically. It’s from Huntsville, Alabama, where it was in use from 1963 to 2008.

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The museum can be rented for weddings or other functions. The back room contains the sides of two barns with original signs painted on them.

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And a wall of signs from local businesses, including the Wagon Wheel, where Pete Rose met his first wife (or something like that) and the first Chevy dealer in Cincinnati.

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The place was visually stunning. The tour was informative. If they get the funding to repair the other half of the building, the museum will double in size. This was one of the coolest museums I’ve ever visited.

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A Ghost Story (of sorts)

Looking for somewhere to spend a getaway weekend, we made reservations at the Golden Lamb in Lebanon, Ohio. The hotel was opened in 1803 and moved into its current building about 10 years later. It’s generally recognized to be the oldest continually operating business in Ohio.

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It’s so old, they have actual keys.

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The hotel has been a popular stop for famous people, including several Presidents. The rooms are named for those who have spent a night there.

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We chose the Harriet Beecher Stowe room because it seemed the nicest of the few we could afford. A week before our visit, I saw on the Internet that that particular room is haunted. Yea, whatever.

There is no elevator. As we were schlepping our luggage up to the fourth floor, we passed a woman who worked there. She greeted us, and then said, “Watch out for ghosts.”

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Our room was located right at the top of the stairs.

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As we entered, I noticed a picture hanging crookedly on the far wall. I walked over and straightened it. My wife thought I hadn’t gotten it quite right, so she made another slight adjustment.

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It was early in the afternoon, so we spent a couple hours visiting the shops of downtown Lebanon.

When we got back, we noticed the room across from ours. It was labeled Sarah’s Room and was set up like a museum. We wandered over and were reading the sign when a woman walked past and said, in a mysterious voice, “They have no idea how the fingerprints got on the inside of the window.” I was about to tell her how, but she walked off and disappeared into a room down the hall.

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A plaque beneath the window told the story of Sarah Stubbs. Her grandfather owned the Golden Lamb, and Sarah moved here when she was five and lived in the room now called the Harriet Beecher Stowe room — the room we were staying in. At some point, she was moved to the smaller room across the hall, and she didn’t like it. The chair and nightstand in the room were hers.

Sarah lived in the hotel for many years, then got married and moved away. She died at the age of 79 in 1957. But some people believe that she returns to the hotel as a ghost and expresses her displeasure at having to switch rooms by tilting pictures and leaving fingerprints on the window.

Let’s pretend, for the moment, that the story is true. Sarah lived 59 more years but, when she died, was so upset that she had to move into a smaller room as a child that she returned to the scene and still haunts it. It sounded to us like she was a spoiled brat who needed to be spanked, and if she had shown up in her ghostly form, I would have told her so.

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There were display cases filled with lamb figurines in several places around the hotel.

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And this cool box in the lobby.

We headed down to The Blackhorse Tavern. Our package included a meal with appetizer, two entrees and two desserts. My wife had salmon, with sorbet. I had prime rib, with cheesecake. It was very tasty. It was also the second most expensive meal I’ve ever paid for.

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After we ate, we wandered out onto the veranda and watched a huge swarm of Chimney Swifts spiraling into a nearby chimney.

It was late on an overcast evening, but you can get an idea of the swifts in this video.

 

I went back out and took these photos the next morning.

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We went to bed with no thoughts of ghosts and had a reasonably comfortable night in a bed that was narrower and harder than we’re used to.

We ate breakfast in the front room of The Blackhorse Tavern, part of the original building built in 1815. I had pancakes that were incredible–by far the best I’ve ever had in a restaurant.

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The window visible on the top floor was our bathroom. The window on the back wall was our bedroom.

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Oh yea, about the ghost. Remember how we straightened the tilted picture when we’d first entered the room? When we got up the next morning, it was still straight.

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Meadow Vole

I spotted this guy running in tiny circles in the grass along a road. I suspect there was something wrong with him. At best, he was lost and desperate to find his hole. As I approached with my iPhone, he froze and I was able to put my phone inches from his head and take this shot. You can see my phone and arm reflected in his eye.

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