There’s a frog lover in my family who REALLY needs to visit Angels Camp, CA. But since she lives in central Nebraska and is probably under four feet of snow right about now, I decided I’d better bring the frogs to her.
So Aunt Nova — you know how I’ve been telling you about all of the frogs we’ve got out here, right? Well, there are frogs even before you get to town — they’ll welcome you right in.
(If you’re using your Kindle you can click on any of these photos and make the frogs bigger!) You’ve heard how people came to the California foothills in the 1850s because they thought the streets were running with gold up here? Well now, they’re running with frogs.
Yes, every single one of those plaques running up along the sidewalk is a prizewinning frog from the annual Jumping Frog Contest. It’s the frogwalk of fame! Some people name them the oddest things:
Some people pick a good name to get their frog moving:
Some folks get poetic about it:
Some people can’t be bothered to get creative and just go with the first thing that comes into their mind when they pick the frog up:
Other people name them after their favorite drink:
And some people name them after they’ve HAD too much of their favorite drink and they’ve got delusions of frog grandeur:
There’s plenty more where those came from. There’s even a big hopper right on the street, too (but not squashed by a car, I’m happy to report):
Plus, if you want to see the frogs take each other on in the Jumping Frog Contest every May, you’ve got to enter the gates of Frogtown itself, the Calaveras County Fairgrounds:
The frogs on the every street sign will help you find your way there:
But if you get lost, you can ask one of the frogs lounging around on the streets, like this fine lady frog:
Let’s get another angle on her —
Yes, that really is a tiara she’s wearing. But even that’s not as fancy as this shiny silver frog who’s always hanging out in front of the local realtor’s office:
Although some frogs are more casual and prefer backpacks:
And some frogs help out around the town. Here’s the civic-minded firehouse frog:
Even the fire chief never drives out without bringing a frog along:
In fact, going green is taken very seriously out here:
Can’t seem to keep the frogs out of the grocery store, either:
And don’t think you can sneak a candy bar out of the store without paying — this frog WILL snatch you up like a fly on a log.
Frog indoctrination starts pretty early around here. But I personally think there’s something kind of sinister about this particular frog . . .
And finally, since Christmas is almost here, these cheerful post office frogs would like to say, Merry Christmas!
So what do you think, Aunt Nova? Is that more frogs than you even imagined?