Day 3 was simply awesome. We were again in part of the 40,000 acres that is Belle Meade's Hunt country and about 4:30 pm we struck the first of several coyote. The hounds take off in full cry like a bat of a hell and we do not really see them again for 90 minutes. There are several views but it is breakneck galloping until we finally stop near a stream where the horses ALL drink. Thought about it myself, and in fact, kinda missed the beer guy who appeared at dark on Monday. We gathered hounds and returned in the dark again - dirty, muddy, happy and tired. We joined Belle Meade members at the clubhouse for dinner and funny stories and shared enjoyment of a wonderful day. There is really nothing better than a day hunting with great people!
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