Autumn glories gild the track
Is there anything grander than springtime at Keeneland? Only the burnished splendors of the fall meet
By Amy Wilson
HERALD-LEADER STAFF WRITER
David Perry/Staff
One thing Keeneland's fall racing meet has that the spring meet doesn't have is a background of fall color.
Maybe it's not different. Maybe the fall meet at Keeneland is just like the spring meet except for the calendar distinction. Maybe the trainers are the same and the breeders are the same. The horses are as beautiful and the air as changing. The birds on their way to or from but, regardless, traveling through.
And, then again, maybe it is different. Maybe the mums scream autumn but the geraniums yell spring. Maybe the slant of the light of daybreak comes from a little bit south of east in fall but a little bit north of east in spring. Maybe the crowds are bigger in spring, like some people think. Maybe the intimacy is greater in fall, like some people feel.
Maybe it's a personal preference.
The Lexington Convention and Visitors Bureau's Meredith Moody says that April and October (race meet dates) are two of the three biggest months for tourism in town. (July is the other -- thank you, Breyerfest.) And sometimes hotel occupancy is bigger in April; sometimes it's bigger in October.
And yet there is the abiding belief that October has one more thing going for it than April: football and the synergy of the tailgating fool.
In fact for years, Keeneland and the University of Kentucky tried not to schedule against one another because they knew they were the perfect twofer. Regardless of your devotion to the Wildcats or whoever played them, you could make Lexington early and start your tailgating about 11 a.m. Lose some money. Make some money. Get the sun. Feel the breeze. Make the football game by 5 p.m. and do it all over again (except for the sun part).
The college crowd is not thinking of graduating or even passing mid-terms in October. They are thinking: This town is better than ice-cold beer.
Moore says that statistics bear that out: Night games have a bigger impact on the tourism bottom line than day games do -- day games being when guests must choose between Keeneland and the game.
Steve Webster, Keeneland's longtime director of parking, confirms that. He estimates that there are 3,000 to 4,000 people who tailgate on Saturday when there is a UK game in the evening.
But that's just numbers and beer sales. What if we're wondering how the two race meets differ in, say, mood?
The horse people answer that one.
"There's an old saying," explains farm owner John Glenney, "that no one commits suicide with a good 2-year-old in the barn."
Glenney and Hazel, his 4-month-old English mastiff pup, watch the early October workouts. This is the time of the year, he says, when the 3-year-olds are already who they grew up to be. They've usually won their first race. The Derby is behind them.
Fall is when the 2-year-olds, who just began running a mile in August, are starting to blossom, Glenney says. "They're stretching out to longer races." You can see -- if you are blessed with a breeder's or trainer's eye -- what they could become.
Even for those of us thusly unblessed, is there anything finer than unfettered promise wrapped in the season of mists and harvests?
It's been well reported that this October will be a buffet of firsts. With all of Keeneland's renovations, it's the first time you'll get to see a great new highfalutin' tote board framed in stone, which makes it look like it has always belonged there. It's the first time you'll get to watch digitized horses (color-coded for easy ID) and their ever-changing positions on a screen during the race. (So if your horse is fifth and getting boxed in on the inside on the far side of the track, you'll be able to explain loudly to the jockey what he or she should be doing even though your binoculars are failing you. This is mighty handy. But you'll see it again in spring and thereafter.)
There's also the new Polytrack this season, which means the familiar pounding of hooves and the concurrent jarring of equine limbs are quieted so that you hear their breathing before you hear their speed.
The new track even presented a first on Monday with the before-dawn spectacle of a wicked chase.
"A horse got loose around 5:45 this morning," said Rick Giannini, an assistant trainer, "and you couldn't hear him until he was right next to you."
The fall meet, which begins today and continues through Oct. 28, finds the state's most beautiful race track in autumnal thrall. It finds its horses as fast and as feisty.
And it finds its devotees who know why they come in October.
Sarah Leighty says she comes for the colors -- the rusts and golds of fall, not the pinks and whites of spring. The native Kentuckian now lives in Melbourne, Fla., and comes out to the racetrack at least once when she's back home. Sarah's daddy owned racehorses -- "the cheap claiming-race kind," she says. She doesn't come for the glam. She knows there's a Breeders' Cup this year in the commonwealth but "I never know who's who in those things."
She will, instead, wait in the cold dark of the fresh morning and watch with awe the anonymous 2-year-olds fight for a supremacy that will surely be theirs by spring.