"Over the Fence" Henry Alken

Excitement is in the cool, crisp air, the powerful steads are prancing in anticipation, looking like warhorses about to enter the battlefield. With stirrup cup in hand, the hounds sound their cry. The chase is on! Riding hell for leather across the country side in pursuit of the pack. "Ware hole!" Yells the huntmaster. "Gone to covert!" Belts the whipper in. Horses leaping over obstacles like a winged pegasus. Does this stir something in your soul? Call to your sense of adventure? Then you must try riding to the hounds! Contact a hunt club in your area to get the details and join in on an invitational hunt. By the way, the fox always survives as he is far more cunning than the hounds, and in the US the object of the hunt is the chase, not harming the fox. He could go to ground anytime he chooses, yet he leads them on a chase frequently circling, doubling back and watching the hounds as he sits on a hill. If one were to anthropomorphize, I would say he enjoys "out-foxing" the hounds and relishes displaying his superior intellect over the domesticated species.