PASEO DE LA MUERTE (LEAP OF DEATH)

This is a popular and thrilling part of Charreada, the Leap of Death, in which the rider jumps from his own bareback horse onto the back of a galloping wild horse, also bareback.

A vintage charro photograph in the hotel in Morelia that I've been staying in for the past couple of days was the inspiration for this execise in filtering.

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CABALLERO JOVEN (YOUNG HORSEMAN)

Let's here it in the comments for this young man and his horse.

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THE RIDE

Continued from yesterday…

All's well that ends well!

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BEFORE THE RIDE

A behind the scenes look at a Charro in the solemn moments before his daring ride on a wild, bucking bull. I have been photographing more than just cute kids at the Charreadas, but there have been a lot of those, too.

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It's nearing noon and I haven't had so much as a cup of coffee yet, so this post is going to be short on words. Breakfast next, then exploration.

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SNEAK PEEK

Here's the sort of shot I came here for. I'm working on a book, NIÑOS DE CHARRO Children of the Mexican Rodeo. I stayed in today, and have been working through the images from four days of photographing Charreada in Puerto Vallarta and yesterday, here in Gudalajara.

I got so wrapped up in my work, I almost forgot to make a post for the blog. So here you have it, a sneak peek at one of the charming Niñas and her proud Papa from the Puerto Vallarta shoot.

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CHARRO REINING IN HIS MOUNT

CHARRO REINING IN HIS MOUNT / iPhone 6s Plus / Snapseed

A bull comes charging out of the chute, a Charro gallops alongside grabs the tail of the bull, wraps his leg around it, and as he speeds past, flips the bull over onto its back. Speeding across the arena, he reins his horse to a halt, just inches from the wall.

I have many images of the flipping of the bull from previous Charreadas. This trip, having limited myself to photographing with my iPhone, I sought a new perspective. I positioned my self at the wall. Most of the riders veered off to one side or the other, but, occasionnaly, one would gallop directly toward me. Those were the times that made for some interesting images.

I had a good rest today and am almost back to abnormal. It's that old seventeen year old kid inside a ninety four year old body again. I plan on taking it fairly easy for the next four days, after moving to new digs tomorrow smack in the middle of downtown Puerto Vallarta, just a couple of blocks from the Malecón and the blue Pacific. 'Tis the season, and I may even see some whales and their babies.

And no snow!

But now, more resting…

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GRANDSTAND

GRANDSTAND / Sony DSC-P1 / ACDSee

Posting this series of Rodeo and Charreada kids got me thinking. Thinking about the various events where these photographs were taken. My first experience of Charreada happened when Thea and I were visiting with friends in San Miguel de Allende, in the state of Guanajuato, Mexico, in March, 2001.

A sandwich board, temporarily set up across from the Parroquia caught my eye. There was to be a Charreada on the coming weekend. I had, for years, been photographing rodeo stock, horses and cattle alike, as research for my paintings, and had attended rodeos throughout my life. But I had never been to a Charreada despite extensive travels in Mexico.

I decided to check it out. On Saturday, I caught a bus out to the Lienzo Charro on the edge of town. I bought a ticket, but rather than enter the covered seating area, I made my way around the outside of the arena in search of critters to photograph. This took me past the area where the Charros and Charras were unloading and saddling their mounts, adjusting their gear and costumes, exercising their horses and practicing rope tricks.

A loud cheer arose from inside the arena and these two boys quickly stood up on their saddles to look over the wall and see the action, creating their own “grandstand”.

I fell in love that day, with the action, the color, tradition, culture and people of Charrería. The freedom of movement and access, the warm friendliness and openness of the people, and the amazing displays of horsemanship, combined with the all-ages inclusiveness of this family oriented sport keeps me going back for more.

I have since photographed at Charreadas many times in Mexico City, in Puebla, and at National Championships in Ciudad Juarez, Zacatecas, and Apaseo el Grande.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go pack for the Championships at the end of this month in Puerto Vallarta.

Hasta mañana.

 

TINY CHARRO

TINY CHARRO / Panasonic Lumix FZ20 / ACDSee / Gimp

Back we go to the world of children and horses, with this handsome little blue eyed Charrito that I spotted at the regional championships of Charrería in Puebla, Mexico.

I just realized that it has been too long since my last Charreada. Hmmm, is that what's making my feet itch? Or is it the snow outside my window? Or is it both?

It's both. And more. Time to get scratching!

Hasta mañana.