Concord Fox Hunt 9-24-05

Today was the hunt in Concord MA in which we foxes ran through fields, hills, swamps, rivers and a number of very steep hills. Then, with great abandon, followed the hunters on their horses the hunt beings. First, come the staff with the Masters and whips and their control of errant hounds. The idea is to keep them all on the sent, anise, deviating neither to the right or to the left but down the center of the drag laid by the foxes. After the staff come the field, jumping the obstacles of coops and fences created over the years. Then come the “flats”, those who do not jump. After the all have returned, the hunt is over and the party begins. For some reason, perhaps English, it is called a “tea”. Some are OK and some are excellent. This one was at Olie’s camp in Concord and was excellent. The food was great and the conversation beyond par. The masters of the hunt were not present for reasons that I am bound not to disclose but an enthusiastically great time was had by all.