I love Gulch. There, I said it. It was not love at first sight. It’s the kind of love gained through time and respect. I am an Old Friends volunteer tour guide – by the way – best job ever. On paper alone, Gulch is beyond impressive. These are the statistics: Won over 3 million dollars on the track. Eclipse award winner. Winner of 10 graded stakes. Breeders’ Cup winner. Sire of Kentucky Derby winner Thunder Gulch. Progeny earnings of over 97 million dollars. Queen Elizabeth’s favorite thoroughbred. Yes, that Queen Elizabeth. But statistics are not the measure of “my Gulch.” The great horses have an aura about them. I am not quite sure what comes first, the aura or the achievements. It is most probably a little bit of both. He has that aura. I just love everything about him. I love his “toughness.” I love his “intelligence.” I love his sense of who and what he is. False modesty is just not in Gulch’s DNA. I love his lack of regard for foolishness. I love “the package.” Small but mighty. I, selfishly, love standing in the presence of greatness. He is the ultimate little engine that could. There, I said it. I LOVE Gulch.