If you only go to the track in the afternoon on race day….there is something important that you miss. It is something that every true horse person will tell you, stirs the blood like nothing else. It is something that as an image maker is nearly impossible to convey. But I have decided to try.
Picture yourself, standing at the track rail in the very early morning light. You are distracted by the cold, by your breath showing in the air, by the colors of the sights around you. And then, you hear it…..da-da-dah…..da-da-dah…..thundering towards you. It is the sound of a lone horse, coming from your left, running in a full out gallop to come past you on the track. As the horse passes you, you hear the rhythmic sound of their breathing to accompany those hoof beats. NOTHING I have ever known makes me as excited as that sound.
Perfection….Can you hear it?………
Juliet
