I can’t believe we’re already in Thanksgiving week – it seems like November just started, and that we were kicking off the month in Copenhagen with the annual Hubertusjagt Fox Hunt & Ride. A friend mentioned it to me a while back as something to see, and this is definitely an event that delivers. If you haven’t yet been, pull out your calendars and mark it right now for the first Sunday in November.
And while I might not have known about Hubertusjagt, apparently every one else in Copenhagen did since it felt like half the city descended on the Dyrehaven in Klampenborg. The event draws tens of thousands of people each year, and most of them were making their exodus while we arrived. As it turns out, two kids, dark mornings and that general Sunday vibe don’t translate into a lot of up and at’em urgency for our little clan, so we rolled in just as everyone else was rolling out. We missed the actual Fox Hunt but we didn’t miss the fun. Or the treats, we definitely didn’t miss the treats.
Since this is an event geared more at locals rather than expats, there isn’t a lot of information on the actual logistics of the day in English floating around (which is also why we weren’t particularly hurried – it was just listed as going on until 5 or so). The main fox “hunt” is in the morning and lasts a couple of hours, maybe a little less? It’s not actually a fox hunt in that there is no fox but the rest of the traditional rules apply and instead of a poor, scared animal, the riders “chase” a few other riders denoted by fox tails pinned to the back of their jackets.
Hunt or no hunt, it seems to be great fun. It also seemed old school. Like Vienna style old school. Which is, let’s fact it, probably why I loved it. Riders? “hunters”? Well-bred horses? Spectators in tweeds and Barbour and wellies and quilted vests? Fresh air and glogg concessions? It definitely wouldn’t have been out of place in Austria, and was delighted to find something a little grand dame tradition here in Copenhagen.
The ride has been going on since 1900 (bonus points for long-standing traditions!) and is opened every year by the Royal Family. This year was a bit of a bigger deal since Marie and Frederik would be taking on the official royal duties with all their royal munchkins in tow to watch. No wonder 40,000 people showed up.
While we missed the main ride, we did see the riders departing, and I have to say that the sharply tailored red jackets against the backdrop of all the fall leaves in Dyrehaven were just gorgeous. It really gave you that autumn leaves feeling…It gave you, dare I say it, the “hyggeligt” feeling…
PACKING FOR NEXT YEAR’S HUBERTUSJAGT: