Ahh, the pageantry and beauty of the hunt meet are a sight to behold.
Mr. Stewart’s Cheshire Foxhounds have been gathering since 1912 in the pristine country near Unionville, Pa. They are 90 or so horse-and-rider combinations strong on a Saturday morning—spotless, spit-shined and anticipating a great day of sport.
Ninety or so horses, riders and one self-proclaimed lunatic in running shoes, that is.
Michael W. Dickinson hunts on foot. In the first field.