Borders Bloodhounds Take Part in the Festival of the Horse

On Sunday 23rd April 2003, The Borders Bloodhounds took part in The Borders Festival of the Horse by arranging a meet at Marigold, kindly hosted by Mr Adam Calder and Miss Doreen Calder MBH. There was an excellent turnout of over 30 riders and around 65 people on foot.

The Joint Masters were delighted to see so many new faces trying the sport for the first time. The evening got off to a tricky start for Hunt President, Lady Palmer, when Charlie Evans' new young horse lunged into Cornelia's young horse, causing her to be thrown into a puddle, Careful Charlie, I think she is consulting her lawyers! It didn't get much better for Cornelia as her mount dumped her again at the meet. I can't think why she calls the horse Madam!

For the first hunt, Quarry Captain Les Turnbull ran on his own, while senior Quarry Captain David Law explained to the foot followers, who could see alot of the hunt from the meet, what was going on. Unfortunately it was a tricky hunt with a hare in the first field proving to be a bit of a distraction. However hounds returned to the line and hunted well until they came into heavy cattle foil. With the minimum of help they managed to hunt on slowly and then better on some clean ground. They then returned to the field where sheep foil made things difficult once again

However the lead hounds did manage to find their quarry to complete their first hunt.

Despite the fact that the hounds were no longer hunting fit, having stopped hunting on 23rd March, a second hunt, with a slight deviation from plan by the quarries which we won't mention, took place on the hill. This time with David and Les running together the scent was better and hounds flew up the hill. They hunted better through more stock and indeed were running so well they had to be stopped to let the field catch up. However they did catch up just after the hounds showed the Master that the quarries had lost the plot and were well off the agreed route. Oops sorry lads I said we wouldn't mention it!

Still the Master had the last laugh as the quarries had to run through the last field with a bull in it. I thought their red rugby shirts was a good idea.

The hounds had done well bearing in mind their lack of hunting fitness and only one, Useful 03, got left towards the end of the last hunt. one regular suggested we should change the last three letters of her name, but we wouldn't be so mean!

The evening ended with all the usual suspects gathered for an excellent tea prepared by the "ladies" of the Supporters Club. Soup, tea, coffee, wine, sandwiches, you name it they made it.

The suave looking gentleman leaning on the car is David Moscrop, who looks after road crossings for us. His description, not mine!