What's it like to be a whip and why do you do it? This is probably the most asked question I get from people who ride in the field or just know about foxhunting.
The answer is complex because it involves a range of emotions from awful to wonderful. When it's good, there's a magic involved that touches the soul, which is hard to put into words. My most precious memories are when I've been alone with the hounds, far from the field or huntsman, on a hard scent running in full cry.
