It's cutting them loose and having the pack run the rabbit until it gives up and goes in a hole or gets caught. And although the dogs usually don't catch it, they run like they want to. Just me and my pack of hounds, in any condition, on any day, in the roughest places I can find . . .

Monday, February 25, 2013

Hunted Hare 2013

Logan Elm Gypsy Fights Through the Snow
So Jeff Allen and I were standing there running Wednesday night and I said, "let's drive 12 hours Thursday night to go run and 12 hours Sunday night to get home, so we can run our dogs for a couple of days where there is 15 inches of snow and it's cold."  Welllll, who could turn down an invitation like that?  It's off to Wisconsin and 2013 Hunted Hare.

Thursday night at midnight we pulled out listening to the pecking of freezing rain on the truck.  Luckily that only last two hours. Then we drove through snow for about four hours with a howling cross wind.  Finally we got out of that just in time to hit Chicago at rush hour.  As we got outside of town, our spirits lifted when I noticed we only had a little over 400 miles to go.  Woohoo!  (C'mon--I'm lying.  We were ready to turn around and go home when I noticed this).

Sometime on Friday afternoon and a little bleary-eyed we pulled in to Brandon Meyer's cabin for the 2013 Hunted Hare weekend.  Within a half hour we had met some great guys and were getting ready to run dogs.  At this point Jeff and I knew we had made a great decision.

Two and a half days later as we pulled out and headed for home, I felt so lucky.  There is no way I could ever have guessed what a weekend this would become.  The dogs, the people, the fellowship, and the fun all topped the meter.

We met beaglers with a passion for running equal to ours.  We got the chance to test our dogs in totally new and different conditions than they had ever seen.  We got to see some good snow hounds do what they do best.  And best of all, we met guys that could give lessons on friendship.

We laughed until our ribs hurt and talked dogs until we were hoarse.  We ate some of the best fish ever cooked from some ice fishing specialists.  We had breakfasts that were better than Cracker Barrel ever thought of.  We sat around a fire and heard dog stories that had to be true because no one could make up stuff like that.  We met a guy, Pete Richardson that flew 1,800 miles just to run dogs (and we thought we were crazy).

We drove 750 miles to see two dogs run out of a dog that we had judged in trials and run with many times.  We met Budd, the Garmin King that could predict checks just by watching the screen.  We watched the Youtube beagling stars, Marty and Chad in action as they filmed dogs at work.  We heard stories about beaglers all around North America and told a few too.

We listened to Keith for a few minutes a time, then laughed, shook our heads, and knew he was crazy.  We found out that cold Canadian air can definitely cause brain damage. Then we looked at Pete Richardson and realized all Canadians are not insane.  We met guys that let others have the stage, but were quick to be friends like Rick and Jim and Jim.

We ran in over a foot of snow with 12 dogs averaging 5.2 miles an hour.  We saw hare and then saw some more.  We argued, pretended to be smart and listened to guys that love the woods and running hounds.  We tossed down a few and then a few more. We ran our dogs and felt good about some and not so much so, about another.

If you look at the picture below, you will see some of the greatest guys to ever own beagles.  Thanks, 2013 Hunted Hare crew.  And you can bet, the next time Jeff and I consider a road trip, thanks to you guys, we are going!

2013 Hunted Hare Crew

Have a look and next year you will want to join the Hunted Hare.

I ran Chip, Rambler, Gypsy and Tony.  Jeff ran Wes, Fangs, and Force.  The temperature throughout the weekend was between 20 - 30 degrees with about 14" of snow (in Wisconsin).


  1. Awesome! That looks like it would of been a blast!:) Chris Jenkins

  2. Yeah Chris, it was a great time. I am so glad we went.

  3. it was a great time. And maybe for years to come