On a recent October Hunt at Tuckaway Farm, the entire hunt field viewed the Fox.  The hunt started out a bit slow, poor scenting conditions, too much wind, too moist.... all very plausible given the superb hunt in the same country 10 days earlier.  We knew our hounds could hunt and we knew there were plenty of Foxes since we had run four of them during an earlier hunt.

Soon however the hounds were on target. Without any effort their screams could be heard through the woods, and they were getting progressively louder. That's a great attribute of the Penn-Mary-Dels in our wooded country. Even though we may not be able to see the hounds working, we can always hear them.  It comes in very handy when the hounds are running full cry and the Huntfield needs to keep up. The hounds struck in what had been referred to as the "Moonscape" for it's appearance after logging but now may become our new "honeyhole" for the bevy of foxes that reside there. The Grey Fox gave us a great run across one end of Tuckaway to the other. Forty minutes later at the edge of a paddock they shut off suddenly.  Whip Doug Davis could not believe his eyes when he saw the fox run straight up a tree!  As the field arrived, all the staff were looking up in the trees.  There was our hunted fox, safe and sound 20 feet up a tree. Huntsman David Raley gathered the hounds around and blew "gone to ground" on his horn.  I am not sure if there is a separate "gone to tree" rendition but everyone including the hounds enjoyed it.

The Fieldmaster brought the field up and everyone paraded past the Fox as he sat motionless in the tree. That day the whole Huntfield viewed the fox!