HIS is, for many of us and excluding those who disport themselves on Exmoor or in rivers, the precise midpoint between hunting seasons. And for me, at least, the physical reality of a day's hunting couldn't seem further away. A dismal, depressing spring appears finally to have bucked its ideas up. Britain looks beautiful, and my hunter and I are, er,
The showing season looms
Jun 01, 2023
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