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Zombies Drink Booze Instead of Brains at 2015 Zombie Crawl


2015-zombie-crawl-5-of-5-300x277-3841190-5708122    Reno’s 8th annual zombie crawl flooded the streets of downtown Saturday with zombies, insane clowns, grim reapers on stilts, and things that honestly defy description.

With 51 participating bars, “jam-packed,” according to Ed Adkins, my guru guide to all things alcoholic and festive. It’s a safe guess everyone felt like zombies come 6 am when the all-night rager ended.

Cups were already selling out by 8:30pm, with about two boxes left and a line stretching to the island bar in the middle of Harrah’s Plaza.

Ed Adkins – the man behind the curtain for damn near every crawl in Reno – was almost electric with energy as he told me the origins of the Reno Zombie Crawl. Apparently it started with him having his birthd2015-zombie-crawl-4-of-5-300x270-8494660-2045169ay land on a Friday and instead of throwing a party he decided to find one, throwing up flyers and getting around 300 people roaming bar to bar, kicking off the first zombie crawl.

“We’ve got a teddy bear taking a picture with a group of zombies…I love this city so much,” he said. “I have never lived anywhere so fun. I have never lived anywhere where people were so excited to come out and enjoy themselves. Where people accept each other. That’s the coolest thing about the crawls, you don’t see anyone walking around here too cool for each other. Everybody says, ‘hi-five’, you’re a part of the gang’. This is like a 20,000 person house party. I love this town. This is the best place in the whole world.”

Eight years later he’s chasing down costumed participants to excitedly show me while still mic’d up. From 300 to 22015-zombie-crawl-1-of-5-215x300-5331326-58976710,000ish people, Ed, and his partner-in-crawls Heidi, Adkins are spreading cheer the way a zombie spreads its disease. Happy Halloween, everyone.

2015-zombie-crawl-2-of-5-300x275-8164972-1493006You can find more epic crawls on crawlreno.com

Emmett Esnard
Emmett Esnard
When Emmett isn't interviewing people in his too-loud, New Yorker style of brain-picking, he is pushing veggies on addictive personalities at a farmer's market, doing odd forms of calisthenics, researching how to live to be 300, or chipping away glacially at his first novel.He also enjoys hot sauce, comic books, and living outside the box as a militantly liberal social progressive (insert other synonym here) that still thinks guns are cool and plans lackadaisically for the apocalypse by learning survival skills (read: home economics). He also dabbles in martial arts and nude portrait drawing. Volunteer models are welcome.He thinks third person mini bios are fun. He wrote this.