- Bill Behring
Once a year, the entire membership of Rocky Fork Headley Hunt convenes to tell tall tales about the ignominious unplanned dismounts of the preceding season. Last year among all the other sad stories, Bill Bering had to confess to his own disgrace. The saga which follows was Bill’s rendition of the time when Missy got the better of him, as told at the annual Thrills and Spills convocation.
Today Missy bucked me off during a hunt. My first reaction was to deny that it happened. After all, who would they believe: me--or Bob, Liz, and Linda, the alleged witnesses? I quickly abandoned the idea though thinking that perhaps I might crack under cross examination.