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One time hounds marked in a field near a road and I was asked if I could bolt him quickly.

Terrier entered but it soon became apparent that this fox wasn't going to bolt so hounds went on and I started to dig.

I dug a hole 4 foot deep, 3 foot wide and about 5 foot long. It was a vixen and I released her.

That was on a Friday. On the Sunday one of the followers was walking by the field and it was full of police.

She asked what was going on and a Gard told her that they were looking for a missing Polish man and that they'd found a grave.

Just as well I'd released that vixen.

 

Another time I remember hounds marked at the back of a very large house and gardens belonging to the owners of one of Irelands largest chainstores.

After bolting the fox I threw the terrier into a followers van until I was back near the hunt jeep.

But the van owner, not thinking, opened the van and the terrier jumped out.

I watched as the terrier ran across the landscaped gardens and around the front of the house.

I chased after it and when I was at the front of the house there was no sign of the terrier but I did notice that the front door was ajar.

I was calling for the terrier when a voice inside the house asked me to come in.

I was covered in muck but knocked on the door and said "hello."

"Come in, did you loose something?" said a voice from one of the rooms.

I stuck my head around the sitting room door and here was a gentleman, dressed in tweed, sitting on a massive armchair reading the Irish Times.

"I've lost a little dog," I said to the man.

He put down his newspaper and said "Like this little fellow," said the gentleman "You must be with the hunt, looks like you've been busy."

Here sitting on the mans knee all muddy and bloody was the terrier.

"Did you kill a fox?" he said to me. "No sir" I replied.

"Pity" he said.

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Last year my digging partner died, anyway I went to he's funeral then pub after and finally home. I was sat not really watching TV And I was thinking of the digs I had with him . When I heard a scrat

One time hounds marked in a field near a road and I was asked if I could bolt him quickly. Terrier entered but it soon became apparent that this fox wasn't going to bolt so hounds went on and I start

Years ago we were digging on a bank in an old tip when a car pulls up. We down tools and move further down the bank and try to be quiet. Car door goes and we heard footsteps approach. We're trying to

i was with a hunt in shrops and we marked one in , 3 of us digging well two of us watching as it was sand and my cousin who digs like a JCB is soon down about 5 foot and he starts uncovering hide and hair and bones a lot of bones we teased him he had found a camel lol , turns out it was the grave of a load of cattle and pigs from a foot and mouth out break decades earlier, we got 4 fox out of the bone earth :)

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One time hounds marked in a field near a road and I was asked if I could bolt him quickly.

Terrier entered but it soon became apparent that this fox wasn't going to bolt so hounds went on and I started to dig.

I dug a hole 4 foot deep, 3 foot wide and about 5 foot long. It was a vixen and I released her.

That was on a Friday. On the Sunday one of the followers was walking by the field and it was full of police.

She asked what was going on and a Gard told her that they were looking for a missing Polish man and that they'd found a grave.

Just as well I'd released that vixen.

 

Another time I remember hounds marked at the back of a very large house and gardens belonging to the owners of one of Irelands largest chainstores.

After bolting the fox I threw the terrier into a followers van until I was back near the hunt jeep.

But the van owner, not thinking, opened the van and the terrier jumped out.

I watched as the terrier ran across the landscaped gardens and around the front of the house.

I chased after it and when I was at the front of the house there was no sign of the terrier but I did notice that the front door was ajar.

I was calling for the terrier when a voice inside the house asked me to come in.

I was covered in muck but knocked on the door and said "hello."

"Come in, did you loose something?" said a voice from one of the rooms.

I stuck my head around the sitting room door and here was a gentleman, dressed in tweed, sitting on a massive armchair reading the Irish Times.

"I've lost a little dog," I said to the man.

He put down his newspaper and said "Like this little fellow," said the gentleman "You must be with the hunt, looks like you've been busy."

Here sitting on the mans knee all muddy and bloody was the terrier.

"Did you kill a fox?" he said to me. "No sir" I replied.

"Pity" he said.

do you normally throw the quarry in at the end of the dig then?
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Was at a set 4 years back dog is to ground, hear the hounds coming walked about 25 feet to edge of wood to watch hounds all of 30 foot beyind charlie,who run straight into set terrier is in,huntsman turns up screaming,by then i have 2 charlies to ground with dog in,he is going blue in the face had to phone land owner to come who told huntsman that i had killed 12 foxes for him that season and they had caught none,told me to carry on which we did and 2 foxes were dispatched

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Hunting with the Portman ,we went to a mark in a tiny place .Hounds left to draw it right out which i was surprised at then taken back but only 20 yards .lol.I was a guest so not my place to say owt .Nets on dog in and great surprise when foxy bolts in quick time .Its shot in the net and we are suddenly surrounded by hounds fox still in net dead .The net was one of mine and unfortunately i got my watch tangled up in the mesh as i scrambled to undo it so theres me with fox high in the air at arms length and hounds getting worked up proper .Huntsmen there now red faced lol and he tries to undo net but one of the hounds got a hold and pulled him and me to the ground .We are in the middle of a breakup ,hounds eye view not funny at the time as im attached to it .Whip comes in and order is restored .i should of punched the huntsman but looking at the small crowd that had formed all laughing soon changed the mood and i joined them but what a nob .

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another that sticks in my mind was years ago whilst i was into lamping alot, we were out in early hours of morning just mooching about lamping over hedges out of motor when my pal told me to stop and reverse back to a gap in hedge, we found a well dressed woman in her early 40s stood there, we were miles from anywhere and and asked her if she was ok, she came up to motor half pissed and crying, we thought of worst and she told us she had a arguement with husband and he'd kicked her out of car and she was waiting for him to come back, we asked her how long she'd been there and she said around 3 hours, we ended up taking her to a 24 hour shopping centre that was a good drive for us, strage thing is that she got into our suburu with 4 men and dogs in it, she must of pissed her husband right of,

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We were ferretting over Cirencester way on an estate .We'd informed the tenent farmer whos patch we were on so no probs we thought.Mid morning we heard hounds ,headed our way in the distance but too late .Foxey runs along the edge of the spinney we are in and both lurchers we had out were off .My little rabbiter and mates bullx.Straight over a nearby road and into a valley with me red faced and blowing hard trying to catch up lol.Rows of 4x4 s parked in the valkey and hounds now closing behind .Dick Lovett was their terriermen and he appeared in his beat up landrover to enquire if the lurchers were any good lol.They had him in the valley and hounds were held off by a pissed off huntsmen .Mate rolled up in a cadged ride and luckily knew all present him being ex job .That too ended well but could of been two dead dogs on the road .

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Speaking of larry Murphy the Garda thought they had a knew lead on the case when they approached a couple of farmers I know turned out they were old digs I had done. All the earths were close to were he had lived at some stage.

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Used too see and get a lot more strange sightings and happenings years ago when I was younger and on foot with not a care in the world just out working dogs, not so many now a days but there have been a few mad ones.....out doing holes 1 day and terrier had just spoke so we were giving him time to settle so smoking a cigarette enjoying the banter me and 3 other men, we were at the top of a valley way a stream and steep fields and the farm on other side, its 1 of them beautiful October days sunny but cold, and we were in.... next thing were all just chatting looking over the valley to the farm and see the farmer well think it was the farmer or his son cross the country road open the 6 bar gate go into the field and take a dump and wiping himself with his hand and wiping his hand on the grass field to clean it. then get up open the gate and go home like nothing happened....aw how we laughed at the mad man.. its now called shitems....

 

out last year with hounds doing a spot...also men were down on invite we land at the meeting spot bout 8 miles from a city...strange because on the way to this mans house in the middle of nowhere there where were cars and loads of people everywhere on the road to his house...anyway ends up a boy had went missing and left a note and said he would be in a specific area, Gards ask us what we were at we told them it was an organized fox drive they told us some info and said men yous will cover and see more ground and be in places we wouldn't even know give us a shout if you come on him..... 2pm that day after a cup a tea went to do a spot and there he was in a stream....

 

bout 20 years ago we were doing a glen, so 2 men went to 1 side to do the holes on the far side while me and another man done the burrows on this side after bout an hour we heard a pile of shouting, the other 2 were on the other side of the Glen beside a wee house a man was running his own joinery business from, they heard the screams and run to them the man was using a industrial table saw at home and his sleeve got caught on the blade, he lost his hand...

 

Serving my apprenticeship in terriers I was the go-for as is the norm....and the ask man when the older men were hung over on a sunday, went to a place we still do to this day only very seldom as its well out of my usual spots these days, anyway we pulled up car parked bottom of drive as usual so I walk up to ask was it ok to give the holes a run, it was a sunday bout 10 o clock in the morning I was about 17 at the time.... I walk up there 3 bedroom windows to the front of the house right hand side of the front door...I walk up and go to knock on front door again a farm house middle of know where built up a bit now though... there was the farmers son working on his own tool tut tut... so I banged on window and asked was it OK to go up and check the burrows... OF course it was no problem oh the laugh we still have over that co incidently the son took over the farm and I never have a problem getting on still...its called paddy pipes!

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Used too see and get a lot more strange sightings and happenings years ago when I was younger and on foot with not a care in the world just out working dogs, not so many now a days but there have been a few mad ones.....out doing holes 1 day and terrier had just spoke so we were giving him time to settle so smoking a cigarette enjoying the banter me and 3 other men, we were at the top of a valley way a stream and steep fields and the farm on other side, its 1 of them beautiful October days sunny but cold, and we were in.... next thing were all just chatting looking over the valley to the farm and see the farmer well think it was the farmer or his son cross the country road open the 6 bar gate go into the field and take a dump and wiping himself with his hand and wiping his hand on the grass field to clean it. then get up open the gate and go home like nothing happened....aw how we laughed at the mad man.. its now called shitems....

 

out last year with hounds doing a spot...also men were down on invite we land at the meeting spot bout 8 miles from a city...strange because on the way to this mans house in the middle of nowhere there where were cars and loads of people everywhere on the road to his house...anyway ends up a boy had went missing and left a note and said he would be in a specific area, Gards ask us what we were at we told them it was an organized fox drive they told us some info and said men yous will cover and see more ground and be in places we wouldn't even know give us a shout if you come on him..... 2pm that day after a cup a tea went to do a spot and there he was in a stream....

 

bout 20 years ago we were doing a glen, so 2 men went to 1 side to do the holes on the far side while me and another man done the burrows on this side after bout an hour we heard a pile of shouting, the other 2 were on the other side of the Glen beside a wee house a man was running his own joinery business from, they heard the screams and run to them the man was using a industrial table saw at home and his sleeve got caught on the blade, he lost his hand...

 

Serving my apprenticeship in terriers I was the go-for as is the norm....and the ask man when the older men were hung over on a sunday, went to a place we still do to this day only very seldom as its well out of my usual spots these days, anyway we pulled up car parked bottom of drive as usual so I walk up to ask was it ok to give the holes a run, it was a sunday bout 10 o clock in the morning I was about 17 at the time.... I walk up there 3 bedroom windows to the front of the house right hand side of the front door...I walk up and go to knock on front door again a farm house middle of know where built up a bit now though... there was the farmers son working on his own tool tut tut... so I banged on window and asked was it OK to go up and check the burrows... OF course it was no problem oh the laugh we still have over that co incidently the son took over the farm and I never have a problem getting on still...its called paddy pipes!

you must of went in and give his hole a we run to keep the permission lol ;-) jesus lads im getting some laugh at these glad I done this thread now hahaha
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