Santoña Sunday

September 12, 2006 By: erik Category: Bulls, Family, Photos, Spain 996 views

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Last Sunday, Marga’s folks and grandfather came to visit just for the day. We went to the nearby town of Santoña to see a bullfight. We had no tickets and were planning to buy them at the gate.

Santoña is just a medium-sized town, not a big city like León, Santander, or Bilbao, where the other bullfights I’ve seen took place, so the bullring is quite small. Plus, it wasn’t even a real bullfight, just a “novillada”, which is like a novice bullfight, with trainee matadors and smaller animals. So you can imagine our surprise to hear at the ticket booth that the tickets cost 20% more (30€ instead of 25€) than the ones in Bilbao with real bulls and matadors a few weeks ago. We even got a peek in the gates and saw that the bullring was almost completely devoid of spectators. We told the guy in the ticket booth, “Look, we’ll give you 100€ for the five of us to enter.” His response was that he didn’t set the price and there was nothing in it for him personally to sell seats at a lower price that would go unsold. We asked that he tell his superiors that they lost our business because of outrageous prices, and he said he would.

I’m kind of glad that we didn’t go in, because when we walked away, we got to see a little bit of what goes on “backstage” at a bullfight, namely what happens with the bovine carcasses. We watched as one was unhooked from the horses that drag it out of the ring, picked up in a bulldozer (what an apt name in this instance), and loaded into the back of a truck.CIMG2422.JPG

In goes the bulldozer to find the “dozing” bull.

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Got him, his hooves still covered in bullring sand.

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In he goes. Notice the meat hooks? That’s a slaughterhouse truck.

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Set him down easy, boys.

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An armored horse rump.

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They slide him all the way to the back.

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They gotta fit six of them in there, you know.

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They hose down the bloody area inside the gate.

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Bloody brooms.

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A group with matching t-shirts watches from the top of the bullring wall.

Also in Santoña that same day, there was a rowing race.

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Row, row, row your boat…

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…gently down the stream…

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People lined the water’s edge for a long way. Some children were jumping into and out of the water.

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I couldn’t figure out if the race was over or people were waiting for it to start, but the boats were facing in many different directions. We watched for a few minutes, but left when nothing interesting happened.

 
  • Betsy

    We were recounting our bullfight experience to friends last night. They (and I) wondered what happens to the carcasses. Are the bulls eaten? taken to dog food plants? buried?

  • I interrogated Google in two languages for about 30 minutes with no success at all. Luckily, I know a Spanish slaughterhouse vet.

    The bulls are taken to regular abattoirs where they are prepared for human consumption just like any other cow. However, the meat is kept separate and sold to special butcheries. I will quote Marga now:

    “From a technical point of view, the meat is worse, but it is very appreciated by some people because it has different characteristics, similar to game meat.”

    So there you have it. Personally, I wouldn’t mind trying a bull steak.

  • Betsy

    Hmmm. I’m trying to imagine the Google search: “What happens to bulls after they are killed by matadors?”.

  • Yeah. None of the web pages talking about bullfights talk about what happens after the bull is killed. After death, the animal cruelty debate abruptly ends.