Tribute to a Tiny Racetrack

The first time I watched live horse racing, it wasn’t at a pristine track like Keeneland, or the timeless staple, Saratoga. There’s no sweeping grandstand or meticulously manicured infield. Instead, a set of shiny metal bleachers covered by a white awning overlook the stretch. A blanket of prairie grass dotted with cross-country jumps spreads across the infield.

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The North Dakota Horse Park at dawn. Photo by Leslie Miller

Unless you’re from Fargo, North Dakota, you’ve probably never even heard of this track, and maybe never will again after you finish reading my story.

It’s called the North Dakota Horse Park. Continue reading