Yes, that’s right, it is time for my annual post celebrating everything that I love about Stampede, from the sluts, to the men in tight jeans, and of course the ability to drink without shame at pretty much anytime of the day! If you are like many of my readers who have yet to experience the Calgary Stampede, I can honestly tell you that it would be worth checking out at least once in your life. From the rodeo, to the grandstand, rides, live music and parades, there is something for pretty much everyone. And did I mention the booze? Because, yes, there is a lot of it!
Now one of the first things you will notice is the daisy dukes and cowboy hats. Next, you will probably notice that the entire city transforms into a western wonderland, ripe with window painting of horses, chuckwagons and everything that can wear a cowboy hat. And if you want to sit down for a moment, why not try one of the hay bales found pretty much everywhere? While you take a seat, enjoy the street performers and more enticing to me is the incredible people watching. It’s basically one big party, where young and old celebrate this incredible 10 day festival. I actually tear up the first time I see the rides each year, and smell that intoxicating scent of mini donuts! Our community comes together, united by western pride, and it is freaking awesome.
Over the years I have written posts about stampede sluts, dress code, and one lamenting the first and only Stampede I have ever missed. And while I never tire of the Stampede, I have watched so many of my fellow Calgarians poo-poo the Stampede. They see the gross underbelly of our little festival. The extreme expense, the same ole thing year after year, and the infuriating influx of tourists on our roadways. I get it, it can be frustrating. But, as the eternal optimist, I see the power that the stampede has. And the incredible way that brings people together. For nearly a decade every time I went to the grounds I would run into my first childhood friend. It was never planned, and was equally exciting to both of us each and every time we saw each other. And if you consider that the grounds can get upwards of 100’000 people per day, it truly is serendipitous that something like that could happen.
I love watching my city transform for those few days. And I love the sense of pride in seeing my city rally together to celebrate this annual time of year. And of course, I love the freedom to dress as slutty as I want so long as I have added some sort of western flair. It’s an outdoor event! And it’s great… and I love it! So go, Woop it up! And give a little Yee Haw to your fellow cowboy or cowgirl. So, go hog wild, have some fun. And please, if you hook up with someone new, please practice safe sex, because I don’t want to have to keep writing posts about infidelity and STI’s in the aftermath of Stampede!
I have added a little Stampede fun on my Patreon page! There may be a cowboy hat… 😉