Lost my GPS on the hack over but have tried to trace the track to the best of my memory. Thanks to Cindy the GPS was found by the time I made it back to the kennels so I didn't have to retrace my steps. Hounds moved out at 9AM an hour earlier than usual as there was a weather front moving in.. Overcast skies, 33 deg. Winds SSE. Jill and Mary were whipping. Eddie was Field master. Both Leslie's, Leigh, and Tess (professional) in the field. Small field today since the weatherman was predicting snow, sleet, ice balls and rain. PHA was also waived for this reason.

We started out behind Bridlespur lake, Eleanor thought the hounds found something behind the show barn but was not sure. Decided to draw again from the other side of Chops. Drew the gully in the old Brommelsiek cow pasture and Mary viewed an orange pussycat. (oops) The hounds looped around back to the telephone pole jump and Eleanor cast them again into the gully. We crossed Wilson Road into Bommelsieks while Jill went in behind Abrams. Jill immediately viewed and gave the good old Tally Ho on the radio. The hounds crossed Schwede Road and headed toward Huffmeier woods. The field followed Eleanor over a coop off of Patterson's driveway and then waited for her in the pasture. Shortly after that the field and Jill viewed a large grey coyote that crossed the pasture and jumped the coop we had just come over. Shortly afterwards we saw Nabisco on the line but not speaking. The rest of the hounds followed shortly. They ran back across Schwede Rd. into Brommelsieks and then back across Schwede almost to DD. Jill turned them there and they crossed back into Brommelsieks and we weaved through Brommelsiek's, and came out at the corner of Wilson and Benne. The hounds had crossed Benne behind Cindy Allen's house and were headed toward D highway with Eleanor trying to head them off. The field went in an the whips were still back in Brommelsieks and it sounded like Eleanor needed help with the hounds on the highway. I headed past the new polo fields and Jill caught up to me shortly. Eleanor's horse had lost a shoe and she was calling for the trailer. Mary galloped to the barn and Jill and I were following Eleanor's hoofprints. By this time it was raining ice pellets quite hard. We went way down Calloway Fork road until we finally started to pick up Eleanor on the radio again. We called for Mary to come with the trailer. It was noon when we found Eleanor and loaded up the hounds and the three horses and headed back to the Kennels. Eleanor was kind enough to drop me and my horse off at the end of our driveway to save us the mile hack home. It was really a great hunt with the hounds following a line for over an hour and a half.