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Gone away A hunt without hounds and now without a huntsman. At the Jersey Drag Hunt, the hounds have gone back to England and, like John Peel, huntsman Mark Evans has now gone far, far away. By Ruth Le Cocq
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he stamping of hooves. The excited chatter of riders and then the sound of the hunting horn. There is a momentary pause before the deep voices of the foxhounds take hold as they pick up the scent. The hunt begins. Except next season there will be silence. The Jersey Drag Hunt, one of the oldest in the British Isles, will be hunting without hounds for the first time since just after the Second World War. Ill health has forced Mark Evans, the huntsman, to retire early after 28 years of caring for the hounds and he and his wife, Marilyn, have just left the Island. Their accommodation, located alongside the kennels, was no longer available so the hounds were moved to the UK after the last hunt in February. ‘I took them over,’ said Mark. ‘The next day when I came back, I woke up and I got out of bed and I went to put my work clothes on and I remembered – oh they’re not here.’
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The last year has not been easy for Mark, whose passion for hunting began as a schoolboy. He had an adverse reaction to his first Covid vaccination and then fell and broke his back, so his riding days are over. ‘Last season, instead of going out on the horses Nick (the joint master) and I went out on the bikes every day to exercise the hounds. ‘I really miss riding. I’ve been in hunt service since I was 16 years old. I’ve always been involved right from when I was a little kid. I used to run after the local pack back home. They used to pick me up and I’d get in the horsebox – I couldn’t ride - and then one day the old master whip said: “We’ve got a pony in the back for you – get on that!”’ Mark and Marilyn moved into South Lodge at Trinity Manor, where the kennels were then based, in 1994. They both fell in love with Jersey and, although hunt staff tend to move on after a few years, they stayed and embraced the Island way of life.
‘We loved it. I loved how quiet and peaceful it was and the people were friendly. We both loved the countryside and the beaches,’ he said. However, Mark remembers that it took him some time to get used to drag hunting. ‘The first year was terrible because we kept stopping for rain and it was a totally different way of hunting for me. We used Harriers but we sent them back and brought in Foxhounds. There were big fields in those days perhaps 40 or 50 people out with more ladies than men and some farmers.’ The couple’s love of the Island only increased when they moved to be alongside the hounds in their new kennels at St Mary in 1997. ‘You have to be fairly close to hear them,’ explained Mark. ‘They are a pack animal, and they can start singing or they can start fighting and it’s for you to know whether it’s okay or not.
