One thing we Irish like to talk about is the weather. We have many traditional sayings and phrases to describe our weather, but none better to describe this day than "the rain was coming in sideways". The day did not start off with the promise of glorious winter sunshine, and cool crisp scent for the hounds. It was a morning for long johns, hot whiskey and roaring fires. The only thing to keep our bellies warm was the fire the adrenaline was igniting.  The usual morning routine of feeding and mucking out  was giving way to excited chatter, hopes for the day, and those all important hunt preparations. We couldn't wait to leave the yard and head off to the meet.
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