Foxhunting this fall has been a delight of fall colors and Saturday was no exception. The day started out cloudy but by the end we had strikingly blue skies with big puffy white clouds and an array of gold, red and orange leaves.
I am almost at the point where I can start carrying my camera again — Freedom has been too, well, enthusiastic for me to do much more than take photos with my phone when we are at a check — but I am hoping that he calms down soon. It’s great to have a horse that’s so keen; he just needs to settle a bit more.
I actually think that he wants to whip in. He gets very concerned when the hounds move off and he always offers to jump out and follow them. Unfortunately, that’s not his job and waiting is not his strong suit. We’re fine during the checks and fine once we get moving; it’s that brief interim phase that can get a bit bouncy.
This is a particularly nice hunt because much of the land is private and unavailable to riders except for our planned hunts. There are some gorgeous galloping fields.
The landowners are extremely welcoming and greeted us mid-way through with a stirrup cup and a crowd. The hounds loved all the attention and the riders appreciated the cider and sherry!