Eh? Our hunt do our autumn hunting in the afternoon these days. Since we are hunting a very smelly sock and the masters don't like early mornings there is no advantage to hunting in the morning - and we have nothing to hide!
A quick glance at the LACS website linked to above throws up a number of out and out codswallop, not least the statement that "Fields of crops, prior to harvest, are also used in the same way during the early part of the cub hunting season." Oh, yes - I can just see the farmers letting a bunch of horses and hounds tear through their precious crops before they get round to harvesting them!
What autumn hunting is good for is catching up with old friends that you haven't seen all summer, enjoying the countryside at a beautiful time of year, riding your horse across stubble fields, through woods and headlands knowing you have the permission of the landowner to be there, teaching your horse patience, watching the young hounds get fit (they have to get fit somehow!) and learn their job (which is following the trail laid by a dragged smelly sock.) There is no killing of foxes, young or otherwise.
If the LACS and other saboteur groups were so convinced of their facts, I am sure they would be up and about early in the morning doing their crusty sabbing thing and videoing the lot. Instead, because it is a bit boring watching a bunch of people wearing drab clothing sitting on horses not going anywhere and having a nice chat in a field somewhere while the sun rises, they wait until the main season - it is much more emotive to video men in red coats galloping about a bit and having a drink at lunch time, and besides, it won't disturb their beauty sleep.
A question I've always wanted answering, but never been given a valid reason: Why, if hunters are doing something illegal and sans are upholding the law, do hunters show their faces and put their best side forward - clean tack, plaited horses, best clothes, etc - while the sabs cover their faces and look like they have plenty of dirty little secrets? I've often thought they might be taken a bit more seriously by the hunting community if they had a wash, brushed their hair, cleaned up their language and had a rational argument that they were able to coherently put across, rather than flicking their dreadlocks out of the way and screaming 'fucking scum!' while we are waiting for the trail-layer to drag the smelly sock across a field.