End, we Sanfermin 2012
Bullfighters and dangerous sheep
Tear of cardboard
Quick farewell
Photo Luis Azanza
Photo Jose Luis Ollo
José Miguel Taker
Photo and text Berta Bernarte
That's it. The chanting, the bells before eight, the two rockets. The final closure is completed and the fencing is already dismantled, turned into pieces of a Meccano protector able to mark the border between the exceptional and everyday life, only with its wooden body.
Noblotes and brothers in his gallop, bulls Cuvillo Nunez, clustered and compact after a few halters with renewed energy, have staged a sit-clean, again very quickly. Only highlighted Waterboy, a horned red layer, which has been advanced in Telefonica followed by the rest without paying attention to the young men, who hurried the final opportunity to come in front of the brave in Pamplona until next year.
Then was the time of the hugs, the farewell lunch, exchange of future meetings in other appointments: Tafalla, San Sebastian de los Reyes, Cuellar, Arganda ... and the dismantling of the fence that has changed the face of the old quarter of Pamplona . Follow the party until twelve o'clock, but not the same. It is marked by the rush to complete what has not had time to do a cover already over, by the attempt to stop time with one more dance. But as the light falls is tinged with melancholy because this is the night that devours itself.
Tomorrow will be another city. A transformation which sheds its brightness explosive, anarchic momentum, and that begins when the carpenters loosen the post.
Berta Photo Bernarte
To see more images of confinement
El Cid
No stitches Strokes
Photos Luis Azanza
Jose Miguel Taker / Text Berta Bernarte
Today San Fermin, the spirit keeper of the bull, has transformed his cloak in his undershirt and through some strange spell has made it more necessary today sewing the surgery. More than one has to resort to the needle and thread to mend a garment that has suffered the ravages of battle fast, extremely dangerous and has resulted miraculously hurt no bull horn.
Since the torada Santo Domingo, launched uphill, reaching speeds approaching 25 kilometers per hour, something considerable for a man with only two legs and good shoes. For footwear, in these cages each morning faster, is another key element to avoid collision with the fateful. It is important that they are well tied and bound, because today more than one couple has seen his unit become the worst.
Two black bulls of El Pilar, leg to leg with a halter that I could not overwhelm them, they opened the race, causing the first falls in the home stretch and at City Hall, like a boy with red shirt, which endured perfect the Vlachs to jump on him, protecting the neck with both hands. But the spotlight from Estafeta has gone hand in hand Resistón chestnut, which has run over and rammed at will, cutting off the breath to the spectators who expected the worst. Even in the early stages, while the latter entered the square Vlach has been rumored, very fast and fleeting as moving images, there were five empitonados.
However, the horns have not tasted meat. Not a single stitch, unless you require the fabric. Only bumps and bruises, seven of which have required transfer to hospital. And torn shirts, including that of a regular Lecuona Juampe closure, which will need more than a patch to regain his form. Blessed and textiles collateral damage in confinement fastest since 1920. There is nothing.
Berta Photo Bernarte
Julimanía
Photos Luis Azanza
El Juli shoulders to leave after cutting three ears of Victoriano del Rio
Brokers
Photos Luis Azanza / Text Berta Bernarte
Rare are the things that matter not involving a wait. For this corridor extends for almost a year until it reaches the 7th at eight o'clock, though many of them traveling on other locations, and elsewhere, to stand in front of these brave animals. Knowing that feeling, the thrill will last just a moment. But time is elastic when the adrenaline pumping, when you've waited so long to find what you want. Like a drug they know they have to leave someday, but for which there is no hurry, because your muscles tuned, awakens the senses and activates the hidden corners by primeval brain.
So in the minutes before each enclosure, there is a space for oneself in the crowd. When everything disappears and the mind looks inward. In those moments of concentration is something that changed in the eyes. As if they could see further and conectasen another time, almost another era, in which large animals running through the plains and the hunter was so very easy prey. Then becomes reality, the voices, clapping, jumping heating, complicity among those who are together, even the last look at the newspaper. Soon the wait will be over.
As a Swiss watch
Photos Luis Azanza
Photo Jose Luis Ollo
Love, Chosen One, Godlike, Chisel, along with Reefer and Cuplé, bulls Vitoriano River are named after small offenders, and Navajeros quinquis transition, such as Heifer, in stolen cars running fast living and dying young. In this case have flown, launched as if they chased by the authorities, while controlling the sides and back from time to time his head toward the fence. Two minutes and 16 seconds, the fastest of 2011, to cover the 850 meters, also, lest we forget, they have to save an important gap in the Santo Domingo. With a leader at the helm, now become leader of the gang, who pushed through the rest.
This air and a tad cocky emboldened the Vitoriano has been linked with disturbing accuracy: have completed the course in exactly the same time last year. As if before taking the flight, after the robbery of a bank branch, had studied in detail each step and how to do it. As a Swiss watch.
The accuracy has not been free of injury among runners around them. Two injured by bull horn, one gored in the lower back in the middle of Santo Domingo when the herd was up to full power and one with a puncture in the right arm at the beginning of Estafeta. The rest many falls and bruises for a torada that despite looking at the sides, has not taken advantage of so many moments of helplessness: waiters who were trapped between two Vlach, who were overwhelmed, fallen on the ground that held up, as it should done, as they passed over or those trying to get up at the wrong time. And in between races on the cobblestones beautiful only suitable for sprinters.
For the purpose of the bulls is coming, run away. Feeling safe again when they can hide in the pens. Unaware that have reached the last prison. And just your luck at 6 ½ o'clock. Minutes, minutes less.
Berta Text bernarte
Photos Josemi Taker
