These are the leisurely activities of a cloudy morning at Churchill
Downs, two days of the autumn meet remaining. It’s the lingering pace
of a season’s end. Snow is in the air.
First, breakfast in the track kitchen, unparalleled view of morning
works from railside windows. A stalwart bay twist-gallops past,
fighting his pilot’s expert hold. A striking grey moves up the outside
rail, business-like jog. Tails swish. Ears prick. Lines of unspoken
communication pass between horses and riders. Chill wind rattles the
flags in the infield, stray leaves drift across the track...
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