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By Betsy Parker
Times Newspapers Staff Writer
Like narcotics and rabid dogs, there is no stopping steeplechase addiction once it takes hold.
The rush-at-you sport of jump racing overflows with action to beguile — shiny, fit thoroughbred horses eager to race; tailgate parking spots providing close-up al fresco party venues, indeed, with picnicking as competition at some of the spring events.
Steeplechasing, once a friendly competition across the countryside for bored foxhunters, has morphed into a sport-cum-business that finds northern Virginia a comfortable centerpiece.
Initially, the sport of steeplechasing was precisely that — a 1752 ‘chase from point to visible point (two church steeples, naturally) for two Irish foxhunters grew to the international tradition of today. Jump racing takes place
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