TORONTO & NORTH YORK HUNT 23 September
catherine.austen@futurenet.com
@cfausten123
Toronto & North York Hunt, Creemore, Canada
THERE is an odd mix of the familiar and the strange to a day’s hunting in Canada. When I walked down to the barn to help plait the horses, cold, distant stars peered down at me, hounds were singing mellifluously in the kennels, and I could have been anywhere, preparing for a day with any pack. But the music belting out of the radio in the barn was pure country and western, and away in the inky darkness coyotes were yipping.
On the drive north from Toronto the previous afternoon, the country rose and fell in undulating ridges, each successive ridge a little higher than the one before, each valley deeper and wilder.
The Toronto and North York (T&NY) hunt a ravishingly pretty country on the eastern boundary of the Niagara Escarpment; rolling wildflower meadows and fields of maize, clumps of blue spruce and broadleaf forests just coming into
