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By PEKAY PETTUS
IT WAS two days before the Rappahannock Pointto-Point and Oliver Durant II, chairman of the race committee, was busy. But he was willing to take some time out to talk a bit, about Rappahannock that is— Rappahannock races, Rappahannock hounds and Rappahannock hunting.
His talk was part reminiscing, about his first foxhunt, on a mule; about Mr. By waters, “who never did ride a horse very hard”; about riding with the packs of Captain Sterling Laramie and Manly Carter when there was little wire and “hardly a place you couldn’t hop over.”
But it wasn’t all nostalgia. He told of running his pack, his own pack, just last week for six and a half hours and he made it clear that tomorrow he’d be back out on the race course, polishing it, the “last touch and go” before the races.
“Rappahannock hunting is different from the others,” Durant said. “You bet it is! Rough terrain. Too rough for me.”
But it was never too rough to keep Oliver Durant out of the the hunting field and it still isn’t. Somewhere around 70, the former Master of the Rappahannock and the Hazelmere Hounds still joins the hunting field to gallop across Rappahannock’s rugged hills.
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