In which we visit the Great White North and meet very Nice Brown Horses
I'm probably dating myself by referencing the classic Bob&Doug McKenzie skits on Saturday Night Live, but seriously, that's how Swamplandic Murkens where I live refer to our friends in British Columbia, which is less than an hour drive north of Haiku Farm.
Last weekend, we went there.
Not just to Canada.
We went to the harness races at Fraser Downs!
It was AWESOME.
Marga toured us around. She's a mutual friend of Greener Pastures, the standardbred adoption agency that paired Fiddle and me together all those years ago.
|Proud Standie fans: Ryan, me, and Marga|
First stop: the barns!
|The barns were quiet and peaceful.|
|We bet for him in almost every race!|
We figured that we wouldn't be able to touch any of the horses scheduled to race,
|Red Star Kash is hoping that somebody will feed him some black licorice|
|A kiss for luck!|
|Ryan is a sucker for a pretty horse-face|
|I'm a big fan of huge-headed horses|
|Somebody come and kiss me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e!|
(See, standardbreds do come in grey...but not very often)
|Remind anyone of somebody back home in the pasture?|
The last time that Ryan and I visited here, we asked about the gear hanging from the rafters. We were thinking that they keep it up there to keep it out of the way, but they told us that the stuff hanging up high is less-likely to be eaten by rats!
|Tell me: was the rat-thing just foolin' the dumb Murkens?|
Enough chit-chat, time to warm up. The horses and drivers headed out to the track...
|Have fun, Tim! Pace fast, Kash!|
and we headed for the betting desk. If there a proper name for that place, I didn't learn it, but Wilma (the betting teller) did her best to educate us on other matters.
|Wilma offered advice and also gave Ryan a quick horoscope reading.|
Now THAT is above-and-beyond. We bought tickets from her all day.
We placed our bets.
|Total gibberish, until you get used to it.|
|$2 Canadian is about $1.99 Murken. We mostly called it even.|
|#2 Semper Fortis, son of Ryan's mare Whiskey (Millbank Counsel)|
is just starting his career as a racehorse
Spectators aren't kept far away from the track.
|Yes, we are pretty much standing on the track as they race by. Awesome.|
In between races, we petted the pickup horse
|Not a standardbred, but still a very Sensible horse.|
and talked about how much fun it would be to ride in the Cadillac that they use as a combination starting gate/camera vehicle
|Notice that the car is zooming along right next to the racing horses.|
And people wonder why standies don't worry much about fast-moving
traffic when they start working under saddle...?
and how much fun it would be to RIDE IN THE SULKY!!!
|Like heeling out on a sailboat, but way more fun.|
Overall, we all came out a bit ahead if you count all the smiling we did all day.
We want to go back and have more fun.
Some of our friends think they can arrange a sulky-ride if we return.
What think ye, local blog readers? Want to go up to the Great White North with us this fall? We could caravan up and cheer for all the fine standardbreds, and have ourselves a fine time.
Leave a comment if you're interested. If you're too far away to join us, tell me where you are and I'll try to find a harness race near you to attend, okay?
It's so. So. SO. GOOD.