It’s a big deal in Denver. I’ve never been but a friend had tickets and asked me to go tonight. It was interesting. We attended the Draft Horse Show (which had quite a few mules, too). There was the typical fair food – turkey drumsticks, fried dough and one I’d never heard of before, deep fried corn on the cob – it was dipped in batter first. Some I tried, that one I passed by this time. Maybe at the 4th of July festival.
Saw lots of livestock. Was amazed at the mule pole bending trials – where mules run full out and around poles. They were fast and agile. Beautiful to watch perform.
Until then my only experience had been with draft mules – the larger of the mules, made for pulling heavy loads. They’re fast, but nothing compared to these smaller riding mules. I know first hand they could move fast, because I’ve been at one end of a pasture calling a pair while holding their apple treats. They flew through the field and it was all I could do to hold my ground while 2 tons of 9 foot walls ran toward me, but they stopped on a dime and I rewarded them for not mowing me down. And in case you’re ever in the need to make friends with a mule, they have a soft spot for having their ears rubbed.
By far the favorite event of the entire evening was the 6-horse team wagons. Beautiful animals, beautiful wagons and by the end of the event there were 84 draft horses lined up in a row. That’s over 210,000 lbs of animal. Thundering hooves. And I saw my first Clydesdales and Belgian Draft horses.
Now I can say I have been to the stock show. A few of the moments: