Just our hounds...

Due to several factors, Monday's  hunt consisted of only Bobby's hounds and my hounds-  5 1/2 couple.  Freddy was going to run his beagles, so we enlisted Curtis to help us out  as a road whip at a location several miles away from where we had been the previous two days.  . There had been a large field of sweet corn standing there on Saturday.  Most of it  was gone Sunday when we pulled up at 6am. (extra hour of sleep!!)  However, enough remained that we decided to give it a go  anyway, since Bobby has been seeing at least  one fox in this  area all summer.

The weather was even more humid than the previous two days and the cloud cover was so low that I had to use my windshield wipers all the way to the meet.  Thundershowers were forecast to pop up at any moment.

We made the mistake of unkennelling the hounds too far away from the remaining standing corn.  A fox had been tiptoeing around alright-and  he  had tiptoed right into an adjacent beanfield.  Old Reno found him, and we had a very short chase of  only 30 minutes' duration since we broke the pack at the very first opportunity.  Happily , all were on , and again very hot- (jumping over beans is extremely exerting, lol) .  It was short but sweet:  Rebel had been the puppy that had been with Travis the day before, and it was VERY good  for HIM  to have a  fox chase with just our little pack.)

So, to sum it up, our guest got to witness  an awesome morning  chase of 90 minutes on one red fox in the corn (Saturday), a messed up morning, with a little bit of riot (Sunday), and a short, but hard chase through some verboten beans with just Bobby's and my hounds (Monday).