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Oak is doing 1 thing including…

run with the bulls in Pamplona


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I ran with the Bull's in 2005

I ran with the bulls last year and it was an experience of a life time. I had two knee operations on my left knee one in October of 2004 and one in May of 2005 to reattach cartilidge and the later to remove some of it (I tore it again playing rugby). I don’t think that I’ve ever been this scared before in my life and I’ve jumped out of a perfectly good airplane once. I was afraid of my knee not being 100% (which it wasn’t), but we had planned the trip the prior year so it was either sht or get off the pot.
Fortunately we (11 of us) went to Spain with a great friend of ours who played rugby with us and was a Spanish teacher who had been to the country many times before. In the days leading up to the run we ate and drank like rock stars. In Spain (like most Eruopean countries) they don’t believe in happy hour. They like to start their evenings a lot later than we do. They eat their meals around 9 PM, so we were out until 4 AM (some even later) most every single night. The night of the run we ate some great meet and had pleanty of cider beer drink. My friends stayed out all night long drinking and singing on the streets that they would later run on. I went back to the hotel around 2 AM and slept until 5 AM caught a cab and found my friends by the La Colonial Cafe (our rugby teams name Rochester Colonials) and began drinking with my friends who hadn’t let up at all.
Leading up to the run I was getting very nervous wondering if my knee would hold up through out the run, even though I had a brace on it, because it was so cumbersom. My friends wanted to start their run right by the Cafe, and the area was named Death Alley because it was the narrowest section of the course and the longest straight away with very few escape areas. We all spread apart and I ended up next to my buddy Rob.
When the first cannon went off Rob said “no not yet we have to wait for the bulls”. Then the second cannon went off Rob said “hold on not yet”. Then after what felt like hours was more like 20 seconds we looked back and saw a huge wave of people running towards us so we started to jog ahead. I was looking back every couple of steps to see what was coming and the third time that I looked back I said “Oh FU
K I grabbed my buddy by his shirt and pulled him up against the wall with my right hand and with my left I grabbed three Spainards and pulled them back into the wall with us. Atleast six bulls were running right us and they were taking up the whole street with very little room to spare for runners. If I were to reach my left arm out the bulls horns would have hit my elbow! We actually saw one guy get run over 12 inches in front of us. We never got chance to see what happened to him because the three Spainards were yelling “endelay” (I’m sure that I spelled that wrong), so we started running again. We just kept running and looking back every now and then until the last set of bulls ran right by us. We then entered the arena found all seven of us by the mouth of the gate. When they released the little bull out to the crowd and I saw how quickly it moved from side to side I jumped over the fence and hung out on the other side. IT WAS ONE OF THE MOST AMAZING EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE!
We then went back to the hotel drank some more ate some food and slept until late afternoon. We went out again and did the same thing again but I did stay out with them this time all night long. We drank like kings and partied like porn stars! Four of my friends ran the second day, while two weren’t allowed by their significant other. I chose not to run. We did go into the arena and watch the runners try to out run the baby bulls. We did get to see on of our friends (Finn) get run over by the baby bull. He was OK and he said he has been hit harder playing rugby.
I enjoy once in lifetime experiences bungee jumping, parachuteing, watch the rugby world cup, running with the bulls. I highly recommend that if you have the chance go do it, but one should also know that you really are risking your life. One should really think a lot about it before doing because there is a very serious risk involved. Also, if you are going (this is especially for the ladies) don’t wear a backpack purse because YOU WILL GET PICK POCKETED (just ask my wife when she refused to listen to me). Bring only what you can fit in your FRONT pockets (cash, creditcards, ID). One last thing… I did end up getting into a fight on the second day when we were watching my friends in the arena. People in Europe do not say excuse me or I’m sorry, but they really don’t want any physical confrontation. It would of been easy for me to avoid the fight but I also have a fairly short temper. Good luck to anyone who plans on going down and if you need anymore info contact me.


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