You know those free newspapers that have a ton of ads but more importantly, upcoming community events? Well, I picked up one of those the other day, browsed through, and spied the Glenorchy Races, today. It read something like Anyone with a horse can register, and this is not for the faint of heart! Intriguing!
Now one of the things on our list to do while in Queenstown was to drive the Queenstown to Glenorchy Road, listed as #15 on the world’s most beautiful drives. So, we decided to “kill two birds with one stone,” take the drive, go to the races.
With spectacular views and winding, and a sometimes-barely-two-lane road, we made our way to Glenorchy. It’s the gateway to yet more water and tramping (hiking) adventures, but today we were there for the horses.
On a jaunt around town we discovered a great general store where I had TWO discussions about American politics, and Don spied TWO cars.
But on to the races. This is a once-a-year event, sponsored by the rugby club with proceeds benefitting local organizations.
Betting was extremely interesting. You could buy a ticket for $2 with a letter on it. Before the race, the number of the horse (painted on its rear) was announced with its corresponding letter.
Our first horse was number 34.
First race was Walk, Trot, Gallop. We didn’t win.
Second race was The Trotting Cup. We didn’t win.
Third race was Bareback/Saddle race. We didn’t win.
But we WERE winners in simply being a part of this great community event. Food was great. . .pies of mince and cheese, sausage rolls, homemade lemonade and iced tea.
The riders and horses all seemed to be having a good time, despite a few rider falls, and a few balky horses.
Families were out in force, and when we left after the third race, more were still arriving.
A bit more exploring around Glenorchy and we were lucky to find a bride and groom getting photos taken.
We decided to head back to Queenstown and found equally spectacular views on the return journey.
Our day at the races. . . .felt like we were real Kiwis! And I’m happy to report that women here are of the same mind as women everywhere. . .