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Pamplona bull runners must be prepared to die

When the bulls are released on to the streets of Pamplona in Spain, Bill Hillmann will be waiting. The start of the famous runs on Tuesday will be the first time the Chicago native has faced the animals since one

I hope your steak gores you

On July 9, American author and bull-runner Bill Hillmann was gored by a bull. It was not Hillmann’s fault: a first-time runner, freaking out, pushed him to the ground while he was attempting to do what the very best runners

A tale of two gorings

Eight people were gored in this year’s encierros, what we know in English as the running of the bulls, in Pamplona, Spain. One was an Australian, 25-year-old Jason Gilbert, whose leg was torn open from the thigh to the hip

Follow Friday: @fiskeharrison on running with the bulls

At eight o’clock on Monday morning, Alexander Fiske-Harrison (@fiskeharrison) will once again take to the streets of Pamplona to take part in the city’s famous encierro, what we know in English as the running of the bulls. He will be

Why I run with the bulls

My parents cluck their tongues. My fiancee rolls her eyes. Everyone else looks at me as though I’ve lost my mind. A few of them can understand why someone might run with the bulls once. But why someone would run

An Aussie bullfighter in Spain

At first glance, Chris Meagher’s apartment in Sydney’s Double Bay looks like that of any retiree. Photos of children and grandchildren line the mantelpiece. Nostalgic knick-knacks from a life well lived are scattered around the sun-dappled living room. But something

Reforming Pamplona’s bull run

On July 14, 2013, Jessica Escarlet, a 23-year-old from New South Wales, was gored in the chest by a Miura bull. Running one of the most dangerous sections of Pamplona’s famous encierro—the narrow, often-congested callejón, which leads from the streets into the

Bullfighting without matadors in northern Spain

Angus “The Scottish Rocket” Ritchie is giving me advice. “If I’m behind you when you look back, that’s good. If you see me ahead of you, that’s very bad.” We are standing on Calle Madrid in Ciudad Rodrigo, looking down