OK, I had to go see a friend in KY, and decided the best time would be the first Saturday in May. So I talked a couple of guys into riding up and filled the Honda with gas and headed to Louisville to drink. 580 miles & 9 hours later we were there and drinking.
There was lots of flesh, lots of drunks, lots of sunshine, lots of rednecks and I think there were horses there too.
First the religious photos
a few of the crowd
ah, the early sleepers
not passed out... yet
now the mullet photos
horsehead hat, how original
winning jockey, or just a little guy wearing a shiny pink & green outfit
Sunday, side trip to Big South Fork
Devil's Jump Overlook
I could see this becoming a spring tradition, just without the horses and the rednecks. well without the horses anyway.