Masters of the sport­ing trin­ity

We talk glibly about the huntin’, shootin’, fishin’ man, but does he re­ally ex­ist any more? Adrian Dan­gar tracks down ex­po­nents of all three arts

Country Life Every Week - - In The Garden - Pho­to­graphs by Sarah Farnsworth

wo out of three ain’t bad. Many sports­men and women were brought up to hunt, shoot or fish and oth­ers dis­cover these pas­sions in later life, but few re­tain the where­withal, time, fit­ness and en­thu­si­asm to do all three like the wealthy sport­ing landown­ers and dashing young blades of preFirst world war times.

These were the sports of kings, espe­cially af­ter the Victorian in­ven­tion of the Scot­tish sport­ing hol­i­day, which made fish­ing smart. Mas­ter­ing all three was some­thing to as­pire to, as with the bo­gus ‘thun­der-an­d­light­ning’ trousered gen­tle­man who im­pressed R. S. Sur­tees’s gullible cre­ation Mr Jor­rocks in a Chel­tenham inn, and it still is.

How­ever, prac­ti­cal­i­ties such as work, city life, lack of land, not hav­ing been brought up around horses and hav­ing a fam­ily that doesn’t want to spend hol­i­days crawl­ing through bogs or be­ing bit­ten by midges on the river­bank tend to get in the way nowa­days.

An­drew Hud­son is one of the lucky ones. Brought up fish­ing on the Spey and hunt­ing with the Bramham Moor, he is now chair­man of the Bedale in North York­shire and took over a grouse moor from an un­cle in 1985. ‘It’s all been tremen­dous fun,’ he says.


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