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Hunting Takes Skill and Persistance

Sunday was a beautiful day to be on a horse.  But a tough day for hunting, because of all the previous rain.  Joseph determined that a coyote would not be laying up in the very wet lowlands at the fixture.  So he drew the hillside near the road - and the hounds agreed, a coyote had been in the area... but he wasn't there now.  And so the time for patience... as we rode down the "main" dirt road, to our left a hound would speak briefly.  Joseph, the whips and a couple of the horses agreed- the coyote must be in there and close.  Be patient, enjoy the sun, put sticks in a deep hole (thanks Allison), pull on a flask.... AND THEN, the wonderful sound - one hound speaking and another and another - and softly from Joseph "Tally-Ho".  The wait was worth hearing the wonderful sound of the entire pack on the quarry.  And then looking down the dirt road, the view, not of the coyote, but of  every hound crossing on the same line, one after the other, as they chased the coyote: a big healthy one according to Barbara, who viewed at the same time as Anthony.  The game looped up the hill back toward the broken dam, across the swamp and up the newly denuded hillside toward the gas line.  The field kept pace, hounds speaking to their left - fantastic!!! And then we lost the sound as we approached the turn toward the gas line.  That is because the coyote and hounds turned back toward the river and on a loop back  up the hillside.  

It was an invigorating day, with many tired horses and riders.  

Here is to our persistent and skilled huntsman Joseph, and to all the whips, on horses and in cars.  Thank you!

Freddy

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