No Summer is complete without a sneaky visit to the yearling sales.
For the uninitiated this sale brings together; breeders, trainers, buyers, prospective owners, vets and an equestrian workforce; some permanent and some seasonal. Young thoroughbred horses change hands to begin new working lives in the racing industry both in New Zealand and overseas. Some will be winners, some will not. The great game/drama is watching those in the ‘know’ figure out which is likely to be in which group. These days the sales are littered with hospitality and touched lightly with the wand of bling. The air is full of mystique and everywhere quiet murmured conversations abound. There is much leaning on fences and pouring over catalogues.
I like to be here late in the sales; late in the day when the crowd is thin on the ground and those left are those in the mood to buy, a bargain perhaps, hoping for the one who will outperform all the others.