Once a year in October, a steeplechase race called the Hunt takes place just a hop, skip, and a jump away from NYC. This wasn’t my first time at the Hunt, but it was just as good the second time around.
If you grew up or went to college anywhere below the Mason-Dixon, then you can think of it as the northeast’s answer to Carolina Cup with a lot less Lilly Pulitzer and a lot more plaid.
Because of the colder weather, it’s a bit more dressed down and if you get reallyyyy lucky with the temperature, it’s the first time it’s cool enough to whip out the Barbour jackets and vests. They also differ in that Carolina Cup is (typically) a fraternity date function and there are some serious painted coolers involved. The Hunt has more of a come one, come all mentality and groups of friends reserve spots in the infield.
That being said, the Hunt and Carolina Cup are fraternal twins – in actuality, they’re both just glorified tailgates that you have an
equal very unlikely chance of seeing a single horse (I’m 1 for 3, if you include both the Hunt and CC – not a great track record).
If you fancy giving this one a run (pun intended), make sure to plan early. If you’re coming from the city, you’ll need a bus to take you round trip and you’ll need to reserve a spot with catering and alcohol.
Make sure to buy tickets before your arrival (if you wait they double the price to $200). Happy Hunting!