Another day at Wye Island

Looking east again going onto the Island - the clouds cleared off within a half hour of our first draw. The tide is IN this time!.

...on Wednesday, December 19th. We were blessed with almost the exact same weather as our day here last Friday. But the tide was IN today -high tide was to be at 11am.   This time,  I had my  2 couple of bitches, Bobby had Repo, Rebel, Pearl, and Roscoe and Curtis joined us with his 2 couple: Annie, Hustler, Chase ( new entry wearing the GPS collar) and Jack.

We jumped a fox at about 9:20 ,but he went to ground within 15 minutes.   Our second fox was found about 10minutes later and Tommy D.and I both viewed him run the road for a couple hundred yards before ducking in toward the schoolhouse woods.  Hounds ran him until they lost him  in a water-logged field only 20 minutes later. As hounds were being gathered, Tommy D. viewed yet another fox leave the schoolhouse woods  and run parallel to the dirt road to the Holly tree thicket.  Bobby walked the hounds to the view and you will see Marilyn hit the line.  This fox went in at the Holly tree and hounds either picked his line back up within those thick briars or they jumped yet another one. This fox ran the west side of the road and then  crossed over the dirt lane up at the point of the island - right before the "no-mans land" of private property right at the very point.  Bobby and Curtis drove to the border  in one truck to break the hounds, while I stayed away.  As I waited, Curtis' dad and I viewed 3 more foxes leave the covert.  My bitch Marney, who got spooked when Bobby cracked his whip, disappeared to be heard 15 minutes later running yet another fox.

By now it was almost noon, and we decided to call it aday. (I was feeling sicker with a stomach virus  as the morning progressed - it was not an enjoyable ride today!)

We did hunt Monday, 12/17 . We had 11 1/2couple out, and they ran a fox clear across the Marshy Hope canal ( we watched, helpless, as the hounds swam it) and into a hot-wired enclosure full of hogs,where their fox went to ground in a big woodpile. O-and the landowner had raccoon traps set everywhere.THAT was fun. (NOT!)