All summer people consistently mentioned the horse races, claiming that they were THE social event in town at the end of summer. Not knowing a thing about horse races we decided to just go and see what all the hype was about.I was a bit surprise when we got there at the number of cars. Yes, indeed, everyone in town had come out for the day. Many arrived quiet early to claim a front row seat and spot to set up their tents complete with a lace covered table, wicker picnic basket, wine and hors d'oeuvres. It was a bit of a fashion show as well. Some of us were in shorts and t-shirts while others were dressed to the hilt with a summer lawn dress, spiffy hair-do and arm linked with their spiffy partner.
The announcer rattled off names and statistics, encouraging everyone to get in line and place their bets. Wairo did quiet well that day raking in a pleasing $1,000,000 plus in profits.The races themselves were quite fun to watch. The jockeys warmed up in a ring and then filed out when it was their turn to race. They lined up at the gate and the gun went off. They thundered past while the announcer yelled the leaders. The cows grazing in the center didn't seem to be bothered by all the commotion.
It was a great day of walking around and socializing while watching the races. We had fun guessing who would win. Looking at the grooming and uniforms of the jockeys. True to Wairoa tradition kids had their cardboard in tow and spent the afternoon sliding down the hill while their parents watched the races!
I wonder if that is big money-maker for the community and how often they do it.
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