Ahhhh, Goat Races, can you believe it? Goat Races! What can I say; I’m a sucker for cute little goats.
For those of you giving your computer screens a questionable look, this is a real event. Sly Fox Brewing Company hosts the Sly Fox Bock Festival & Goat Races annually. The day marks the release of the Maibock which is tapped immediately after the race and named in honor of the winner.
This was our first time going to the races however we’ve been following race results on Facebook for a couple of years. We decided after last years’ race was won by a cute little 3-legged goat named Peggy that we would not miss another one. We would go and root for this little underdog or undergoat, if you will, Peggy. GO TEAM PEGGY!
On this beautiful Sunday adventure, we were joined by our friends Marty, Noelle and Rosie, all Nerds in their own right. With everyone one gathered in Nerdahlicious kitchen we had some quick pre-game Spicy Bloody Mary’s then hit the road.
The trip was pretty uneventful but the traffic was horrible on the Schuylkill. Stupid Schuylkill!
At the brewery finding parking was a crazy search but we finally found a spot across the street from the event.
The ticket line was quite long, you had to buy tickets for beer and food, but it moved quickly and we were able to get some bevy’s! Yay BEER!!! For 2 tickets you received 3 cans of beer to which Eddie and I chose one of our favorites, Sly Fox’s 113 IPA. According to Sly Fox’s write up it’s “A big, flavorful IPA for all the hopheads out there, brewed with British Pale and Crystal malts, and hopped with Centennial, Cascade, German Northern Brewer, & UK East Kent Goldings. Bold and spicy”. I’ll agree with that… SO DELISH!
Beers in hand all of us wandered through the crowd checking out the goats, I was even able to pet a few. I really wanted to hug one but I realized that maybe the goat wouldn’t appreciate that quite as much as I would. Ha! We found Team Peggy’s tent where I quickly purchased a T-shirt to show my support. We also met Peggy’s life partner Simon. He’s cute little goat also with only 3-legs. Both of these little goats are rescue goats. Be sure to check them out on their Facebook page.
While we were walking around Eddie asked me if the guy walking past us looked familiar and swore that it was no other than Sean Hoots from Hoots and Hellmouth but the guy was moving pretty fast so we couldn’t be sure.
As the races got started we wandered over to the track where as very short girls, Noelle and I had a hard time seeing too much. Noelle was able to hold the camera up and over the crowd and we were able to watch through the viewer as well as get some pictures. There were quite a few heats so we walked over to the food tent to grab some deliciousness. Man, German food! I do love me some me some German food and things in casings are at the top of that list. We enjoyed some brats, knockwursts and even Weisswurst. This days’ deliciousness rating was increasing with each bite. More beer here please!
The final heat was upon us and since Peggy won each of her previous heats she was ready to go in the final. As the race started everyone just started cheering “PEGGY, PEGGY, PEGGY!!”. It was really neat but I did feel for the other owners and goats. Oh well, GO PEGGY!! Those little goats and their handlers ran as fast as they could, it was exciting but since we still couldn’t see the track very well we relied on Noelle’s camera for a view of the win. It was tight but Peggy won!! WOOHOO!!!
With the races finished up we strolled around to find some more beer. Eddie said they actually ran out of 113’s so he grabbed us some other delicious dark beer, also very delish. He also said that when he was in search of more beer he ran into Sean Hoots. Identity confirmed. It would have been cool if Eddie was wearing his new Hoots T-shirt from the night before.
We found Team Peggy taking pictures so we took some pictures of Peggy and little Simon. Peggy must still have been super amped from the races because she put the smack down on poor little Simon with a wicked headbutt.
With the races over and fully belly’s we decided to hit the road for home. We all decided we had a pretty good time but Rose did have a point that betting on the races would have been fun. Maybe next time.