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Dove
Crag

Coniston
Foxhounds
Rough
going
near
Dove
Crag
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Dove
Crag
Hunt
It
is
traditional
in
Lakeland
to
record
in
song
a
memorable
hunt
or
event.
The
following
was
composed
in
1865
by
Anthony
Benson,
then
farm
servant
at
Hartsop
and
revised
by
Aaron
Nelson,
after
a
hunt
by
the
Ullswater
Foxhounds,
where
the
fox
was
found
on
Dove
Crag.
Many
of
these
songs
are
very
long
and
tedious!
This
one
has
16
verses,
so
to
alleviate
boredom
only
the
first
and
last
verses
are
reproduced.
Up
went
Birkett
Dixon
with
his
piecing
eye
And
mounted
dove
crag
which
is
three
stories
high
Hark
forrard,
hark
forrard,
hark
forrard
did
cry
We're
sure
to
kill
Reynard
if
he
does
not
fly
Tally
ho,
etc.
Then
down
Lowwood
top
they
viewed
him
breast
high
'Oh
pardon
my
life',
the
sly
fox
did
cry
But
Ranger
and
Mischief
being
in
earnest
and
nigh
They
seized
the
old
rogue
and
made
his
coat
fly.
Dove
Crag
Borran
A
well
known
Borran,
situated
in
a
commanding
position
high
above
the
Deepdale
Valley,
Dove
Crag
has
a
notorious
place
in
fell
hunting
history.
The
first
recorded
'visit'
by
hounds
I
have
been
able
to
find
was
on
30th
November,
1876,
from
the
Kirkstone
Shepherds
Meet
by
the
Ullswater
Foxhounds
-
although
I
suspect
that
the
Patterdale
Foxhounds
and
The
Coniston
were
there
earlier!
Over
the
years
all
the
famous
Coniston
and
Ullswater
huntsmen
(Bowman,
Weir
and
the
Chapmans)
visited
Dove
Crag
and
many
are
the
tales
of
battle.
Richard
Clapham
refers
to
it
quite
frequently.
One
of
the
many
stories
from
Dove
Crag
is
of
a
terrier
named
Jack,
who
crawled
up
a
fissure
in
the
rock,
bolting
his
fox
whom
he
tried
to
follow,
falling
to
his
death
whilst
doing
so.
In
later
years
serious
consideration
was
given
before
putting
terriers
in,
and
many
foxes
were
simply
left
(although
this
depended
upon
where
on
the
actual
borran
the
fox
entered).
Mike
Black
farmed
at
Nook
End,
which
is
very
near
the
Coniston
Kennels,
in
the
early
1950s.
In
1952
he
had
a
particulary
bad
time
with
a
fox
at
lambing
time;
it
killed
two,
sometimes
three
per
night
for
almost
a
week.
Hounds
were
loosed
every
morning
at
daylight,
the
fox
taking
hounds
out
to
the
fell
head
every
time,
but
they
could
not
catch
it.
One
Sunday
morning
(so
desperate
had
things
become,
for
there
was
no
hunting
on
the
Sabbath),
the
hounds
were
loosed
and
finally
found
marking
to
ground
at
Dove
Crag
Borran.
Terriers
accounted
for
him
underground
and
he
was
dug
out,
a
very
old
dog
fox.
From
Dove
Crag
to
Nook
End
is
several
miles
and
two
valleys
away.
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