Crab Racing
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 6 Jul 2009 22:58
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Crab
Racing
We ended the exploring part of
our day at The Grenada Yacht Club, meeting up with Jim from Bees Knees for a
beer or two, diet cokes for me but I didn't mind as I was in preparation for the
best event EVER. Crab Racing at 21:00 Flamboyant Hotel. We had a great time
catching up with Jim who declined our invite to come with us saying he would
rather watch ice melt, undeterred I felt my excitement rising in
anticipation.
We drove to Owl - the place of the
night, the fun bit of www.flamboyant.com and settled
ourselves on the seats around the racecourse.
 Out came the crabs to be
examined
  Much discussion on form, bets of 2 EC
or 50p placed and crabs ready in the
"stalls"
 Starters
bowl, crabs chafing at the bit, under starters orders.
 Lady from the
lively crowd chosen to start the race by lifting the bowl, quickest to
the edge of the circle
 Blurred picture due to
the whippet-like speed of these fit creatures from the deep. The first race featured 1 Jamaica. 2 Canada. 3 UK (Bear's choice).
4 Grenada (I went with the local as I thought he would know the track). 5
Barbados and 6 Trinidad.
 The victor representing
Canada is gathered for the winners enclosure
  Our host and referee was called Barney, he told us the odds, swept the track and his
decision was final.
 Race Two
was a little different, instead of being the first crab to cross the line the
winner would be the last left on the track. 1 Canada. 2 UK. 3 Grenada. 4 USA. 5
Jamaica favourite at 2 to 1 and 6 Barbados
 I had bet on number 4 USA as I fancied
his chances of slow progress, we were well in the "lead" at
the back in front of Jamaica
 Then disaster - all of a sudden number four shot for the line leaving Jamaica to victory.
The crowd was full of American medical students from the University of St
Georges, the disappointment was palpable
 Race three we could select our own crab, walk it over to Barney
who chalked his number and took the name you could choose for yourself. Bear
choose the crab, I named him Herbert and he was given the number six. We
would have preferred number seven but had to get over it. The runners were - 1
Larry. 2 Michael Jackson.
3 Nads (which was hilarious as the owner and his posse shouted "Go Nads") 4
Kuilly. 5 Central Eruption. 6 Our very own Herbert. 7. The Urban Destroyer. 8
Lawrence II. 9 Erwin. 10
Pineapple Express. 11 Herman. 12 Beer Out and 13 Yoshie. As I
raised the bowl it was clear there was a bundle. Number
four Kuilly steered clear as he was the smallest in the race
 After quite some time the bundle was
still very comfortable leaving the late entry number 13
Yoshie (top of picture) to win 45 EC for his delighted
owner.
 Sadly it was time for the final race.
1 at ten to one was Pussy Willow. 2 at two to one was Slow Comfortable Screw. 3
(and as it contains Vodka was my choice) at two to one joint third favourite was
Sex on the Beach. 4 also at two to one was Dirty Little B--tard. 5 at ten to one
- the joint outsider - Virgin Kiss and lastly was Bear's choice at three to one
Rum Punch. This being the Gold Cup some other crabs came in to cheer. The crowd
went wild, but no-one was more ecstatic than me - the winner with Sex on the
Beach. My winnings 4EC or £1. MARVELLOUS.
 We went into the bar to tell Clovis all about it. Us being crab race virgins no more. He
was impressed that we had done our research on his homeland but gave us some
tips about his top three sites to visit
 Leaving the bar we followed the 140
decibel shouts of this tiny little chap. Don't be
fooled by his size, his lungs made up for it in spades.
ALL IN ALL I MAY NEVER BE THE
SAME AGAIN - ROLL ON NEXT MONDAY SO VERY
EXCITING
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