I must have driven past the world’s biggest sausage hundreds of time without ever having seen it. Mundare, 70 km east of Edmonton, is a small town, and I never would have stopped there if I hadn’t had that second bottle of iced tea on the trip from Saskatoon. When we turned off the highway, looking for a bathroom, the most glorious sight awaited us – a giant… turd?

Closer inspection showed that this monstrosity was supposed to be a sausage. And, the sign said, it was the biggest concrete sausage in the world!

Now, I’ve seen giant Easter eggs, giant pea plants, and even a giant moose in my time, but few things compare to the sight of a really massive sausage, looming over the landscape!

And it’s an especially popular sport in Saskatchewan. It’s one of the few winter sports that you can still play when it’s minus a bazillion outside, because, luckily, it’s played indoors. Despite going out of my way to avoid organized sport, I still went curling numerous times while I was going to school, and actually enjoyed it quite a bit. Now, I couldn’t aim a curling rock at the broadside of a barn, but I do like to sweep. It’s neat feeling the pebbles of ice melting under your broom, and I always wanted to slide up and down the slick textured ice like an otter. (Though, of course, that’d probably get me kicked out of the rink pretty fast…. But it’d feel cool…) Curling, in my books, is a pretty awesome sport.

The Arrogant Worms, those wacky Western Canadian songsters, wrote a tribute to the 2010 Winter Olympics, and it should come as no surprise that they chose to sing about curling. Have a listen – it’s pretty hilarious!