I turned the dogs loose. In just a couple minutes Jeff Allen showed up and unloaded his. A few minutes later we thought we heard dogs running. We walked up the road a little ways over a hill. Sure enough, they were running.
When all the dogs went in there was a little confusion at first and the rest of the chase was choppy. After a bit though, Chip jumped a rabbit way down in the clearcut and the race was on. The pack got together and ran.
For the next 3+ hours, Jeff and I stood by the trucks and just listened to good running. It was a beautiful winter night with temperatures in the 30's. The air was damp and scenting conditions were way above average. Tonight was a perfect night for running beagles.
As I drove home, my attempt at running last night just seemed like a bad dream. I couldn't believe the difference. Really, tonight proved that running dogs is just so easy.
I ran Chip, David, Dennis, Butcher, and Gypsy. Jeff Allen ran Flame, Meg, Jed, and Dixie.