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Those clays of hospitality to fox hunters, of eight hour chases after a wiley critter are a tiling of the past.
Today in Rappahannock, there are a dozen deer for every fox. “And you can’t keep the dogs from run nin' them. If a dog will run anything, it will run a deer,".Jack complained.
Today, the newcomers own much of the land that once was hunt territory and they don’t put out the welcome mat for any hunters, even mounted hunters alter foxes.
Today, the old timers who relished the spoil, the oldest sport of all, no longer can keep up the pace-.
“You’ll never hear fox races like \\e used to have, .Jack bemoaned. “ I he hounds always sounded better in cover than in the- open, they threw their tongues so much more. I never heard two dogs that sounded alike. The notes arc- altogether different. And if they’re running a fox, that’s different than a dog barking in the kennel. The sound gets in your blood,” the old hound master repeated. “It’s the greatest music of all.”
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