The smells:
The aroma of cigar smoke mingling with cow dung wafts over the area behind the east bleachers, where booths line the walkway and rodeo-goers and performers stroll. Each step brings a different experience—cotton candy, leather, a musky perfume worn by a couple of women in cowboy hats, tight jeans and boots. There’s an earthy, comforting feel to the scents floating around the grounds.