It’s become a mecca, that little Clinton Racetrack, every two years, as the legends of harness driving make the trek from all corners. And bow to the sport that was born in the little bowls, where horses’ hooves kick up little plumes of dust, and the hollers of drivers around the final turn as things get intense is very real and close.
It’s Legends Day at Clinton. All spring, since the track opened, it’s rained every Sunday. Not this Sunday. It’s practically idyllic. All good news for the man who dreamed it up: Ian Fleming, about to find his way into the Canadian Horse Racing Hall of Fame in another month or so. There’s even a race named after him on the card.
So a little out past Willy’s Burger Bar, and the Bitondo Pizzeria and the “Good News, Drive-In Gospel Meeting” sign along the way, is a party for a sport. And this is what it looked like: