There's a reason that horse racing is called the sport of kings. You need a king's ransom to participate. We might have journeyed to Louisville at Derby time, but actually attending the race was too rich for our blood. We settled for a short visit on opening night and a tour of the track and a visit to the Kentucky Derby Museum the next day.
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Attendance on opening night was 24,431. A week later on Derby day, there were 170, 513 people in attendance. |
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The twin spires. |
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Mike and I in front of the museum. That's Barbaro behind us. The museum is part of the track complex. |
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They present a movie. The white stripe in the center of this picture is the screen. The action moves around the room, so you have to keep rotating on the little stools. |
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Mike, bursting out of the starting gate. |
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Mike and I posing with the likenesses of California Chrome and Victor Espinoza. |
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Anyone can be a jockey at the museum. |
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Of course I made weight!! |
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Yeah, these are nice ... |
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... but hats are better. |
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A horse cemetery outside the museum. Just the head, heart, and hooves of thoroughbred horses are buried. The rest of the body is cremated. Only three horse have been buried whole - Secretariat, Man O' War, and Seattle Slew. |
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Some horses still on the hoof. The big guy is Au Moon, a 9 year old gelding. The little guy is Winston, a 22 year old miniature horse. Winston is kept as a companion to the bigger horses because horses are happier when they have buddies around.
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