The last day of the fair, there was a string of six horses that "appeared" at the backside of the big field on the fairgrounds - they were hobbled and there were people with them, and no one really paid them much mind. Eventually, the people made their way up to where all the activity was and their story came out - they were traveling missionaries. They left CA in 2010! Just up and sold everything they owned and set out to wherever the adventure took them. They had a string of six horses. It was a man and wife that came to our town, but up until last week they had had two teens with them that traveled with them for nine weeks - and they were to pick up two more traveling companions next week that plan to ride with them for about a month.
Their timing could not have been better - since it was the last day for livestock on the grounds, all the kids had open bales of hay and leftover grain that they were more than happy to part with. The fair board granted permission to move the horses up to the arena and DD and I left two large muck tubs for them to use for water overnight. Just hearing them talk about all the places they had been and things that they had seen/done on their journey was so neat.
Due to the weather they actually ended up spending an extra day here and when they left the state police on both sides of the river (we are on the Ohio between IN and KY) shut down traffic so that they could cross the bridge and head on to the next state.....
Poor DH, he is convinced once the kids are up and out I am going to force him to set out on a journey of our own