Well, fellow life-livers, another Calgary Stampede has come and passed, and it was another successful one (for me at least, hopefully for everyone else, too).
As per my way, I dusted off my boots early this year, and I was crazy excited!
Don’t mind the old buckle!
We started Stampede off with Bull Bustin’ at Ranchman’s on Canada Day. It was my first year attending, and it was an awesome time! I would highly recommend it to others as an awesome pre-Stampede party.
The view from our seats.
For sneak-a-peak, I went to the Cowboy’s tent around 4:00pm and actually lasted pretty long this year. Usually, I end up being way too tired to make it past about 9:00pm. So three cheers for making it up past bed-time!
Friday, I ended up (again) at the Cowboys tent, much to my distaste as I would have preferred to not attend the same tent so many nights in a row (I already had tickets for Cowboys Saturday and for Blue Rodeo and Alan Jackson the upcoming week).
Saturday was a long haul, but a good one! We started the day out at a Stampede breakfast, following it up with a different Stampede party, and ended up at Cowboys (yes, again). The parties were a ton of fun, but Cowboys was my enemy particularly this day as they played some of the worst music I remember ever having heard. The majority of music they played was pop (really bad pop, like Katy Perry, Maroon 5, Kiss, etc.) and when they occasionally played a country song it was really bad country (like Goodybye Earl, She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy, Cowboy Cassanova, etc.) I was obviously not impressed and we left before 7:00pm to get dinner (we were not going to eat from the very bad food truck options).
Sunday: Much needed day off!
Monday, we hit up Blue Rodeo. The show was great, but the band didn’t come out until 10:45pm, so I left right after they played “Head Over Heels” (my favourite) because I had an early morning Tuesday.
Yes, Tuesday was a long haul, starting off with Bull Shooters at 8:00am and needed to make it to Alan Jackson (who started playing at 10:30pm). Bull Shooters ended at 1:00pm and trucked us all to – you guessed it – Cowboys. I was done with Cowboys at this point, but I stayed for awhile before leaving for dinner and then returning for Alan Jackson. Indeed, I was very responsible this day and made it through Alan’s entire set without falling asleep (quite remarkable as I am usually asleep by 9:30pm, and that’s without drinking beer all day).
George Canyon came out and sang some One Direction before Alan started!
I had a long, sunny day on Wednesday; first attending the rodeo, then visiting the horses before hitting up the chuck wagons. I’m a huge rodeo and chucks fan so this was a great day!
On Thursday, I and planned to see Miranda Lambert, but when she cancelled, I decided to take another day off from Stampede as I was starting to get a wee bit of a cold (uh oh!).
Who wants to guess where I ended up Friday? I started out strong; went to Cowboys to meet a friend in from town early in the afternoon before heading to Nashville North to meet another friend in from town. We planned staying the night at Nashville North (I hadn’t been to NN since it moved locations last year and I was really impressed; the open air is awesome and the bathrooms were on crazy clean with no lines. Further, because it’s actually part of the Stampede; they don’t ignore the fire limit so you could actually move around and dance.) However, we got word from a bunch of friends that they were all heading to Cowboys and our friends at NN were headed to Blake Shelton, so we ended up back at Cowboys, yet again. Despite being at Cowboys way too much for all of Stampede, we still had a good time.
Cheers to Stampede!
Saturday, we were out of town for a wedding, so we obviously did not Stampede (it’s very sad to miss the last really crazy day of Stampede).
Finally Sunday, I really debated seeing Nelly and Kip Moore because I’m literally obsessed with I love him with a passion. I wanted to dress up in a sweet baseball jersey with air force ones and a band-aid, but I just couldn’t do it. Knowing that Cowboys likes to sell drinks to patrons for a solid 4-5 hours before the main act even comes on, I knew I couldn’t do it, so I guess I gave up early this year. I must be getting old.
Today, I’ve been cleaning up the remnants of the past week, including cleaning and re-spraying my boots:
Bye boots, see you next rodeo or country concert!
Recycling old tickets and piggy-banking extra change:
And finally, actually putting nutrients in my body. It really misses being fed real food:
Yay for real food!
And so we come to a bittersweet time; Stampede is over, but we can live like real people again. Now my countdown begins for Christmas, the second best time of the year!