You're right Neil - the slipper had a hell of a difficult job. In some places the heather was short but in others it could be as tall as three foot. And it was up and down all day; some gentle slopes but others were pretty steep. I got into it in the 80's but didn't get my first deerhound till '93. The Dava meeting was always jumping with hares - at times you could literally look around you and see 5, 6 or even more; in their winter coats they stood out a mile away. Then one year we walked miles and miles and hardly got a course. At the end of the 3 days we'd hardly made any progress through t
