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Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Calumet Farm

Probably the most photographed farm in Kentucky is the Calumet Farm located on Versailles Road right outside of town.  It is world reknowned and if you are lucky you can go on a horse farm tour and it will be one of the stops.  Like me. And yes it is the Baking Powder Family (for you US folks).

Quite a few years ago the farm was sold to some family from Poland (I think) and it is for sale again.  I don't know if it has been sold or not.  So as you enjoy these pictures please know the farm has been neglected (by Kentucky horse farm standards that is).

I'll start with the quintessential central Kentucky photo.  Everyone takes this picture.


Mare

Horse Barn



Inside





Cemetery

Tombstone

Yes, they even have obituaries in the paper for famous horses.  Nijinsky is buried somewhere around here but I had to hurriedly snap my pictures.  The guide was watching me closely, no doubt wondering why I wasn't hanging on his every word about the great drama of Alydar .  He's buried here too.




Here is a nice serene spot you can reflect on how dang wealthy you must be to have a manicured graveyard for your horses.  Note the white jockey.  30 years ago he would have been black and lots and lots of people would have had the black jockey statue in their yards.  Kinda like the pink flamingos in Florida, but they have remained the politically correct color.


I liked this horse and she liked me.  I would have taken her home, but I didn't have a couple million dollars handy.  And that lady?  She kept popping up in my pictures!  I was tempted to photoshop a moustache on her to disguise her identity so I could uphold my standards of not publishing photos of people without permission.


Stable Boy

Frisky Foal Being Weaned

The Horse's Ass




Watering Hole


Calumet Office

Tobacco
 This photo above was just to date the trip.  Tobacco hangs in the barns in the fall, and it smells heavenly when it is curing.  Nothing like you would expect.

Bye Now!