PAMPLONA, Spain – Several thousand thrill-seekers tested their bravery by dashing alongside six fighting bulls through the streets of the northern Spanish city of Pamplona on the first day of the running of the bulls at the annual San Fermin festival on Sunday.
Despite a large crowd of runners because the run coincided with a weekend, only two people were treated for injuries and no one was gored, officials said.
One person was taken to hospital with a left arm injury and another was receiving treatment for a shoulder dislocation, said Red Cross spokesman Jose Aldaba.
There was a moment of tension as the last bull of the pack became disoriented and turned around to look back at runners, but it eventually entered the bullring without charging at anyone.
The nine-day fiesta was immortalized in Ernest Hemingway’s 1926 novel “The Sun Also Rises.”
“It’s tremendous how many people there are here today,” said Enrique Maya, mayor of Pamplona.
Every morning of the festival at 8 a.m., six bulls specifically bred for fighting race through the narrow, medieval streets of Pamplona accompanied by an equal number of large steers – each wearing a clanking cowbell – tasked with keeping the pack tight and galloping at an even pace.
“It was amazing, phenomenal and scary, all at the same time,” said William Schulz, 34, a bartender in Nashville, Tennessee, but originally from Orlando, Florida.
The run covers 930-yards from a holding pen on the edge of town to the central bull ring where the large animals face matadors and almost certain death in afternoon bullfights.
The bulls used in the centuries-old fiesta can weigh up to at 1,380 pounds and have killed 15 people since record-keeping began in 1924.
“The first feeling while you’re running is just surviving,” said Rick Museca, 46, a wine importer from Miami. “I feel very fortunate that the people of Pamplona should share all this with us.” Museca said he formed part of a Miami-based group of runners called Amigos de Pamplona, originally founded in 1983.
Due to the disorientation of the last bull, Sunday’s run took four minutes and six seconds, a relatively long time. Every time the bull turned his head, runners scattered, tripped and fell as they tried to get away despite being hemmed in by the narrow streets.