Here's a photo of Daatje at the trailer taking a carrot from a fellow foxhunter.
Not long after we crossed the road, we lost a rider at one of the jumps. First field was pursuing the hounds on a line and by the time the rider was remounted (seconds, mind you!) we had lost the first field! The trails through the sandy pine forests are numerous. They criss cross and all look the same! Our field master did an awesome job of guessing which way they went and after a long fast trot/canter we heard the huntsman blow the horn not too far away. As we pulled up, the whippers in came charging across the field.
....to meet up with the huntsman who had the hounds at a check.
Moving off again, we had another fast run through the woods, bursting out into an open field.
Daatje's mane flying in the wind.....
That was the final run of the day, and what a day! Someone asked for my camera and took a photo of us at stirrup cup.
After a nice hack back to the trailers, the club hosted a "hunt clinic" at the tea geared towards Pony Clubbers.
So, this coming Saturday, we're hunting a new territory in Lyman, ME. A cooperation between 8 farms allowing us access to 800 acres of Maine farm land is promising to be the hunt of the year! Stay tuned for more tales from the best seat in the house! :)