With just the right slip of his axe, Mike's head was removed, but the chicken still lived. For 18 months Mike the Headless Chicken toured the United States and was featured in Life and Time magazines before meeting his maker after choking one night in a hotel room in the Arizona desert.
To celebrate his life, Fruita hosts a Mike the Headless Chicken festival each year the third weekend in May....this Friday and Saturday.
It's true. Weird, but true...and fun I might add.
You see, the history of Mike is near and dear to because not only is this one of my former clients, Mike's part of my family. My very talented aunt, Sally Edginton D'Agostino is one of the festival founders as well as the artist for the posters.
So if you're up for a weekend of small-town Americana complete with Chicken Poop Bingo, a Peeps eating contest and a 5k Run Like a Headless Chicken race, you must go.
Lastly, MIKE FOR PREZ! It's a no brainer!