T oday we ha d a mega Summer  a way day with Severn Vale Hunt Saboteurs & Beds and Bucks sabs, trekking up to south Derbyshire to back up locals who had intel that the Dove Valley Mink Hounds would be hunting in the Sudbury area, along the river Dove.

Before we entered the field the hunt were being covertly monitored, filmed illegally hunting with hounds in cry and hun t staff encouraging the pack to hunt on.

Foot sabs went in on the opposite side of the river and quicker than you could say ‘we’ve caught you illegally hunting,’ the hunt was thrown into complete disarray, hunters were legging it in all directions and the hound van, with hounds hastily boxed up, was speeding off down the farm track out of there.

Sadly we didn’t have an official Guinness World Records timer present but we’re pretty sure this is the quickest a hu nt has ever packed up and bolted upon seeing sabs.

Folk kept tabs on the movements of the hound van and supporters and we’re pretty confident they didn’t venture out again. Result!

*Mink hunting is the secretive Summer pass time for those who would usually be out hunting fox and hare. Most of the packs that hunt mink today previously hunted otter (and in some cases still do), until a massive population decline and public outcry resulted in that practice becoming illegal in the late 70s. They often use the argument that they are some how supporting conservation efforts by controlling the population of an ‘invasive species’, but in reality their actions cause great harm to the fragile habitats of river dwelling creatures, such as otter and water vole. Put simply, yet more lies from the blood sports lobby to try and justify their actions.*


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A very good day with the Cotswold Vale Farmers’ Hunt today, in and around Sandhurst, Gloucestershire with our mates from South Wales Hunt Saboteurs & Bath.

Splitting into two groups at the start of the day meant we were continually tag teaming, being able to get ahead of the hunt at every move they made.

At one point we positioned ourselves next to an area of woodland they were about to draw, with the other sabs pursuing the hunt from behind.

Within seconds we saw a fox bolting from the wood, in full view of hunt supporters. With no time to lose, we covered its line with citronella, got our whips out and spread out ready to ‘rate’ the hounds to stop them if they were to take chase.

As the hounds worked through the woodland with us waiting to see if they would pick up on the fox, a second was seen running from further up the woodland, straight past a rider who was on point.

Again we leaped into action, covered it’s scent with citronella and got ready to stop any hounds. By this time our other sabs were with us, along with the huntsman, who thought better of hunting either of these foxes with us present, gathering up his hounds and buggering off in another direction. A great feeling!

Everywhere the huntsman tried to run, sabs were popping out in front of him, using the pincer movement to great effect.

Later in the day we came across the pack of hounds in cry, with no hunters in sight, crossing a road and trying to get through a hedge ahead of us. We were able to slow them down for a bit, giving whatever they may have been chasing a bit more time to get away. We caught up with them very quickly and all seemed quiet, so pretty sure they didn’t have any success with that one either!

They called it a day just after 4pm, and we set off to celebrate a job well done.


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Return to the Ledbury Hunt

Along with South Wales Hunt Sabs and Three Counties Hunt Sabs we returned to the Ledbury Hunt today, for one of their few Saturday meets of the season.

Unlike the last time we visited back in December, when the hunt’s terriermen attacked sabs who stopped them digging out a fox from a badger sett, the day passed without incident.

They left their meet, Tweenhills Farm in Hartpury, Glos, at 12.30.

Despite the huntsman trying his usual trick of trying to put as much distance as possible between himself and sabs (including riding along the busy A417 with hounds all over the shop), between our different vehicles and teams of foot sabs we ensured that the hunt were kept under tabs all day.

A couple of furry friends were seen fleeing from where the hunt were at different points in the day, having their scent covered by liberal amounts of ‘Odeur de Sabbin.’ Hounds were heard picking up a couple of times, but never for long.

The hunt returned to the meet and boxed up at about 4pm.



YESTERDAY, we paid an overdue visit to The Curre & Llangibby Hunt with our friends from South Wales Hunt Saboteurs & Bath Hunt Saboteurs.

We arrived late at the meet but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise as the hunt had left and thought their murderous activities would go unnoticed; sadly for them, we were soon close on their tails.

We worked relentlessly to keep the hunt in our sights. The first half of the day saw the huntsman on foot attempting to work his hounds through thick coverts with us making sure he didn’t get up to any mischief. Despite the fact they would maintain that they were simply trail hunting, trails cannot be effectively laid through thick covert. And whilst they were following ‘trails’ and we were following them, a helicopter was following us as the hunt felt they needed protecting and at the taxpayers expense no less (a pricey sum of more than £1000 an hour to be in the air).

After managing to keep close to the hunt, we soon watched as they started pushing their hounds through a large area of woodland. The terriermen were close by keeping an eye on us but also waiting incase any fox was to break. Sure enough, within a few minutes a fox shot out from the covert and the hounds had soon caught it’s scent. With our hearts in our throats, we managed to get in a great position. The fox sped straight past us and we were able to ‘rate’ the hounds back to the huntsman and cover the fox’s trail with citronella spray. We, therefore, gave the fox valuable time to get away to safety. In all the years that our group has been sabbing, we have never come this close to seeing a kill first hand.

As a result of us spoiling their bloody fun, the terriermen tried throwing their weight around but we stood our ground and pushed on back in pursuit of the hunt.

For the rest of the afternoon we continued to intervene and kept the hounds from effectively hunting foxes. The stubborn hunt stayed out way past their bedtime but we were there every step of the way, but we were very much relieved when they finally packed up their exhausted hounds.


YESTERDAY we headed to Wiltshire along with Bath Hunt Sabs and Southampton Sabs to kennel watch the Tedworth Hunt, who we haven’t sabbed since the start of the season.

The hound van and horse boxes lead us to their meet at Wilcot Manor, just north of Pewsey. We waited around, hearing of locals disapproval of the hunt, before following them out. The hunt headed north, trying to put as much distance as they could between us and them but we kept up meaning they didn’t have chance to properly draw any of the woods or coverts near to the meet.

It was then on to one of their favorite haunts, the Pewsey Downs, where they stayed for the rest of the day. With poor road access and steep hills, this meant a long and hard day on foot for sabs.

We kept on them despite their attempts to lose us, with the hunt bolting any time we got close.

We came across hounds in cry, incidentally next to a sign which read “Conservation Area: Keep dogs on leads.”

A fast and ferocious downpour of hail added to the atmosphere as sabs intervened with the use of a Gizmo, horn and voice calls.

Persistence paid off; at first we got the hounds heads up and a few heading in our direction (see video), before getting most of pack with us and riders coming over to try and retrieve them.

This stalled the hunt for a few minutes and got hounds off whatever they were chasing, result!

From then on we were using vehicles and foot sabs to keep eyes on the hunt, which wasn’t easy considering the terrain, their eagerness to get away from us and their invisible support (they literally had no followers apart the rapidly diminishing field).

We lost them for a while and caught up with them later on in Gopher Wood, before following them back to box up.

A difficult day for us but by no means a bad one, without our presence the hunt would have had a free pass to do whatever they wished.

Tedworth Hunt, see you again soon.

pack up your guns and go home.


Along with South Wales Hunt Saboteurs & Bath Hunt Saboteurs, we had a manic day stopping countryside killers in their tracks.

We were given a meet for posh hare killers The RAC Beagles this morning so headed off to give them hell. En route, we passed a pheasant shoot, and seeing we had four vehicles full of sabs, we took to the fields and confronted the shooters. Within minutes the entire group of blood-junkies were putting away their guns and heading home. Fucking amazing.

Once we were done there, we were on to our original target; The RAC Beagles. We found the hunt immediately and it was quite clear that the were horrified by our presence. Hare killing packs often go unnoticed and terrorise the countryside unopposed. Sadly for the RAC, they had no other option but to go home. Another result!

We decided to join our friends from Three Counties Hunt Saboteurs, who were out sabbing The Cotswold Vale Farmers Hunt. On the way, we spotted yet another pheasant shoot so we were quickly back in action and quickly finished them off too.

We arrived at the CVFH and sadly found our friends from 3C Hunt Sabs taking a fox away who had just been killed by the hounds. They did an amazing job retrieving the body and getting it away for an autopsy.

We then made it our mission to find the hunt and piss all over their killing spree. Working with other sabs from 3C we kept on top of the hunt and watched another fox flee for its life whilst we kept the hounds away. The hunt packed up soon after.

Whilst this is never a numbers game, our actions today saved countless lives. Our thoughts tonight are with 3C Sabs.



On Saturday we teamed up with Southampton Sabs & Bath Hunt Saboteurs and acted on a tip off that told us the Severn Vale Beagles were going to be meeting in Littleton-Upon-Severn. Seeing as we hadn’t visited them in a while, we thought it would be rude not to drop by.

We found the elusive hare killers already in the field having left their meet just before we arrived. We leapt into action and soon had them in our sights.

Beagle hunts are fast and furious. They are made up by a handful of staff on foot and little support. They are hidden away from the public eye and if they are efficient, can kill multiple hares over the course of one outing.

Unfortunately for the SVB, they didn’t expect to have 20 sabs out with them today. They tried to run away, but we kept up with them and left them with no other option than to pack up after only being in the field for an hour.

There is no better feeling stopping a hunt in its tracks so quickly. We won’t leave it so long for our next visit to the SVB.



**Sabs on tour!**

We travelled to the Midlands today, joining numerous other groups in paying a visit to the notoriously violent fox killers of the Atherstone Hunt at their meet at the Odd House Inn, Snarestone, Leicestershire.

After an hour of waiting around at the meet and despite the full field, support and the bluff and bluster of all the boys they could muster, they decided that they didn’t want to come out to play, calling the day off ‘due to fog’.

Whilst some sabs went off to find another hunt not too far away, others kept tabs on the hound van, following it back to their kennels. Enough time went by to make it clear that they weren’t willing to try their luck, and sabs retired to the pub.

If the Atherstone think they can subject sabs and others who peacefully oppose them to violence without any comeback, they can think again.

Until next time…




We paid a visit to the Ledbury Hunt today, who met at the Robin Hood Inn, Castlemorton.

Shortly after 12 o’clock the hunt left the meet, with a large number of field and car followers in tow. Sabs announced our arrival by briefly taking the pack from the huntsman who had put them into a thicket in an attempt to put up a fox. After a quick spin in our vehicles to get ahead of them we came across them working through a wood and on our approach the huntsman took the hounds and shot off.

Sabs kept on the hunt and again caught up with huntsman, Mark Melladay, who had now changed from his redcoat into black in an attempt to avoid detection. Sabs stayed close as he encouraged the hounds through thick gorse on Castlemorton Common (a trail through there, really?!), before taking off with them at speed as they got on a scent and went into cry. We quickly caught up in our vehicles and followed the huntsman and hounds along the road, no longer in cry.

After some doubling back and forth, sabs located the huntsman off his horse with hounds in a wood, never a good sign. Sabs went in to investigate and when the huntsman realised he had company, left the wood with the hounds and headed back to his horse.

Upon reaching the edge of the wood it became clear what was going on, with a number of masked terrierboys hanging around a large badger sett where a fox had taken refuge. Being caught up to no good, they immediately tried to get sabs away from the area, launching an unprovoked attack on them. Undeterred, sabs carried on with the huntsman, with others checking back at the sett shortly afterwards and finding the terrierboys filling in holes they had been digging, before leaving the area.

For the rest of the day it was cat and mouse with the huntsman and hounds, who was never keen to stick around in any one place for long with sabs always on his tail. After a few attempts to lose us, it wasn’t long before he was again drawing through the gorse and scrub on the Common, using his voice to encourage hounds through and to put a fox up. Sabs stuck close by and after drawing a few blanks, the huntsman gathered the pack in fading light before heading back to box up.

All in all a good day! If the Ledbury Hunt and their terrierboys think violence will stop us from protecting hunted wildlife, they can think again! We’ll be seeing you…

~~Wardens from the Malvern Hills Conservators (the organisation which manages the Malvern Hills and the Commons around it) were also in the area today. This appeared to make the hunt less keen to spend time on the Common and hills as they did at this same meet last year, when they hunted a fox right up onto the hills.

Despite being in the area, none of the wardens were present when the dig out of the badger sett or attack on sabs took place, nor did they appear to intervene when the huntsman was blatantly drawing scrub on the common to put up a fox.

A facebook page has recently been set up to expose the Ledbury Hunts’ actions on the Malvern Hills and to encourage the Conservators to ban them from hunting on it.






Off back to the Cotswold Vale Farmers Hunt this morning, along with sabs from South Wales, Bath & Three Counties.

They met at Aston Crews on the Gloucestershire/Herefordshire border and we soon found them not far away with riders on point and hounds picking up in a wood. We shot off to catch up with them and the huntsman took his hounds and ran, which set the tone for the rest of the day.

The huntsman was quickly drawing through another covert with sabs close by, so we decided to take the hounds with the use of a hunting horn. This tested the hunts temper somewhat and it wasn’t long before hunt supporters were (unsuccessfully) trying to throw their weight around.

Despite the hunt covering a lot of ground, hilly terrain and poor weather conditions, in our various groups we ensured that sabs were always with the hunt, often second guessed their movements meaning we were ahead of them.

Towards the end of the day we came across the hounds marking to ground in a badger sett, where a fox they had been chasing was taking refuge. Sabs were straight in there rating hounds and when the huntsman realised he had company he gathered the hounds and took off. We waited around for a while as a quad was also hanging about, but other sabs were in place to rate hounds when they were in cry close by immediately after.

With visibility becoming increasingly poor and no luck with these foxes, the hunt were packing up just before 3.30. A very successful day and a bunch of damp but happy sabs.