Lismore Cup finds a new convert
I'M NOT usually big on race days.
Largely because it only takes one glass of wine for me to feel trashed and up until yesterday I thought that was the main reason people flooded along to the racetrack.
Despite the scorching heat, the ladies were dressed to the nines and the men looked suitably suited-up.
So much so that as I arrived at the gates I felt a little underdressed.
I didn't have a bet on the horses, but it was heartening to see the bookies, a profession often handed down from generation to generation, doing so well.
While there is often talk of the profession dying out due to online betting, it didn't show much sign of slowing down at the track yesterday with punters handing over $50 notes left right and centre.
Despite the changes in alcohol service this year which saw the Lismore Turf Club move from serving mid-strength beer to full strength, the punters were visibly well behaved.
As for the on-track action, I couldn't have been more impressed: it felt like a little bit of Flemington had come to Lismore.
The overall feeling of the day was that of community spirit with many locals being given a rare opportunity to relax together.
This was amplified first hand when Adam from Goonellabah Tavern helped me reverse my car after I was parked in yesterday.
All in all, the Lismore Cup proved me wrong, it was about much more than alcohol.
I might just have to take the day off next year and maybe I won't drive my car.