A sense of optimism fills the dank February air as springtime beckons and Tessa Waugh finds herself enjoying a hunting day considerably more than its bitter beginnings suggested she would

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If you’re feeling creaky as the end of the season approaches, take heart from these tales of the more mature thruster, says Tessa Waugh

Fog, inactivity and invisible hounds might not fly on social media, admits Tessa Waugh , but who cares when there’s convivial shelter from the elements and some local raspberry nectar

It’s easy to underestimate the power of winter out on the hillside when you’re tucked away in the lea of a stable yard, finds Tessa Waugh , after an optimistic hacking route proves treacherous

Hunting in Portugal is as thrilling now as it was for the Duke of Wellington and his officers during the Peninsular War