Halloween in Ashland is a trip. Everybody--and I mean everybody--shows up in costume to parade down Main Street. The crowd starts to form around 2 p.m. in front of the public library. At 3 p.m. a drum corp thunders and the marching begins! It's more like strolling, actually, because it's so darn crowded, and everybody stops to chat with bystanders and admire everyone else's costumes. I find it wonderfully cheering and relaxing and could have sauntered along like this all the way to Portland.
We brought along our Vampire Queen (Alicia) who met up with her friends the Vampire Cheetah (Macy) and a Dragon (Owen).
Guess who I went as? (No, I'm not the mummy.)
Afterwards we had martinis and pot luck with some friends (guess who made the martinis?) and then took the kids trick-or-treating.
If you guessed from the big pumpkin that our friends own a fly-fishing shop, you guessed right.