Boxing Day is a time when something of the flavour of old Aberford can be sensed with the arrival of the hunt. Although those that RIDE to the meet in the twenty first century are in a minority, contrasted with those that travel in the luxury of a large horse box, it is none the less an attractive sight to see the many riders enjoying what is essentially a hack! The odd fox was seen but we did not give away its position, the hounds were less efficient than I might have expected. So I think on balance the fox won the day.
My eldest daughter also likes to ride and is seen here on Equador with the delightful Cedar of Lebanon in the background.