Here are a few pics; I won't post them all because the owners haven't seen them yet, and frankly, most of you won't give a hoot about this sort of trial anyway, LOL. Nevertheless, I got some good pics. Cameras inside the fox pen are not a good thing with the pressure being put on these boys nowadays by the tree-huggers, so those are at a minimum.
This kennel house at Poole's Fox Pen can house 1500 dogs and each kennel has water and electricity run to it.

Here are my hounds that competed (before they were painted):
BigGun and Apache

Mohawk and BigGun

All three perked up when the Walkers came in from their deer hunt.

Patch (Apache) was the only dog of mine to finish in the top ten males. He's was 6th:

Here is Darrell Summerall from Georgia, flanked by Southern Fat Boys, Andy Hodge and Rusty Avins of South Carolina:

A typical day's tally sheet (this was the females'):

Here's the weather in Southern Virginia the second day of the trial before I left to come home. This is one of the judges running up to score a line:

After we left Virginia and headed north back to Canada, the weather changed a bit. Here's what it looked like in PBGA Land, just about 4 hours north:

Finally, here's what was on the go in UpState New York and Canada 6 hours later:


After dropping the dogs off in Ontario, Dan drove me back to the airport in Syracuse, whereby a connecting flight thru Detroit, I arrived home in Indianapolis last night. Overall, I put over 3,200 miles behind me to attend the trial. I had a blast, but it's good to be home. That will be my last trial for a good long time. The complete results for anyone interested will be posted later on the CBFTA website: http://www.cdnbeagleonfox.com
Now that I have this one out of the way, I gotta finish that stud book. Eagle, I should have something for you tonight. Steve M, after Trails' win at Oshawa, that changes the whole complexion of things. You may want to make some changes to your ad. You're 11 points away from owning an IFC! Well-deserved, I might add.
Thanks Stony and Pike Ridge, for minding the store whilst I loafed.
