A Beautiful Frosty Morning

What a joy! Bright sun, good company and a pack of hounds - what could be better on a January morning? 

An ad hoc meet, but generous to a fault (thank you) was followed by a day watching hounds trying to make the most of elusive trails. On the bookshelves near where this is being written there used to be two books, both about the nature of scent and hounds: one written in the last century and one in the century before. Both set out to be informative and authoritative and both concluded that there are no absolutes when it comes to ideal conditions. It is, in no small part, that uncertainty which makes watching hounds work endlessly fascinating.

The Stern

How had a cucumber amused some ailurophobics earlier in the morning? 

While some now ride past the cameras with rictus, who has taken to poking out their tongue?

Photographs

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