With so much politics in the news I have found hunting a pleasant escape for a few hours, hopefully twice a week. So on Wednesday last I rode Mowgli over to the kennels, to join what turned out to be a large group of riders for a mid-week meet. This will be my second season riding this horse, which is still quite young and seems to act, and in my opinion looks, a lot like a loveable overgrown pony. So when Master Joanne was called to Whip I was asked to lead the field. Ah ha a chance for Mowgli and I to demonstrate our leadership capabilities.
Well for the first ten minutes this was the case, until we arrived on our farm when Mowgli, being big and darn strong decided “wayhay lets go back to the barn with my 22 new friends!” A few circles in a field brought him back under control and then in our 25th minute our hounds put Charlie Fox to ground on Phil and PM Ward's land.
We then moved across to Welizawitz’s land and onto the outskirts of Unionville Winery, but as the day grew hotter, scent became more difficult and the six of us that remained in the first flight hopped a coup or two and M. Farrin blew his horn for home. I should say it was great to see Joanne Pelosi back out this season with her Grey ISH.
Wednesday also saw an invitation to an “extraordinary club meeting for voting members” where we met our presumptive forth Master candidate Brian Skowronek (name is Polish word for Skylark song bird and apparently a great line of Polish-Arabian horses) at the bar of the Country Club. Brian who has normal hair and doesn’t own casinos or hotels or has email issues and a liking for pant suits, comes from Bridgewater, has been a member of Amwell for more than 20 years and has one wife Lynette whom he has been married 40 years ago. No private or Airforce One planes for him, but instead his trusty horse Sebastian, whom he bought up in Vermont and since that time Brian informed me has “dumped him on the ground all over the Valley!”
On a more serious note Brian is someone recognized and described by many as “solid, likeable, authentic, calming, firm and loyal” and probably the best Second Field Master we have had since I’ve been a member. He has been our Treasurer for many years and seen our Club through the normal ups and downs with a tight rein on the purse strings. He ran the Hunter Paces for a decade and now whips. (Which he informed me he loves doing most). So it was pleasing to see Brian willing to step up to this unpaid job. Having gained a unanimous “Yes” vote from all, Brian said he had never aspired to become a Master but looks forward to making a leadership contribution.
So reflecting on the day, I was thankful to Barb and Ruth for helping Mowgli get the idea that off the farm he can be a leader, thankful that Brian will help lead the Club in his new Mastership capacity, and as for dear Mowgli, he is at the moment a wonderful fast follower.
Cheryl B
Well for the first ten minutes this was the case, until we arrived on our farm when Mowgli, being big and darn strong decided “wayhay lets go back to the barn with my 22 new friends!” A few circles in a field brought him back under control and then in our 25th minute our hounds put Charlie Fox to ground on Phil and PM Ward's land.
We then moved across to Welizawitz’s land and onto the outskirts of Unionville Winery, but as the day grew hotter, scent became more difficult and the six of us that remained in the first flight hopped a coup or two and M. Farrin blew his horn for home. I should say it was great to see Joanne Pelosi back out this season with her Grey ISH.
Wednesday also saw an invitation to an “extraordinary club meeting for voting members” where we met our presumptive forth Master candidate Brian Skowronek (name is Polish word for Skylark song bird and apparently a great line of Polish-Arabian horses) at the bar of the Country Club. Brian who has normal hair and doesn’t own casinos or hotels or has email issues and a liking for pant suits, comes from Bridgewater, has been a member of Amwell for more than 20 years and has one wife Lynette whom he has been married 40 years ago. No private or Airforce One planes for him, but instead his trusty horse Sebastian, whom he bought up in Vermont and since that time Brian informed me has “dumped him on the ground all over the Valley!”
On a more serious note Brian is someone recognized and described by many as “solid, likeable, authentic, calming, firm and loyal” and probably the best Second Field Master we have had since I’ve been a member. He has been our Treasurer for many years and seen our Club through the normal ups and downs with a tight rein on the purse strings. He ran the Hunter Paces for a decade and now whips. (Which he informed me he loves doing most). So it was pleasing to see Brian willing to step up to this unpaid job. Having gained a unanimous “Yes” vote from all, Brian said he had never aspired to become a Master but looks forward to making a leadership contribution.
So reflecting on the day, I was thankful to Barb and Ruth for helping Mowgli get the idea that off the farm he can be a leader, thankful that Brian will help lead the Club in his new Mastership capacity, and as for dear Mowgli, he is at the moment a wonderful fast follower.
Cheryl B
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