A bolt of fear went through himAs they thundered through the skyFor he saw the Riders coming hardAnd he heard their mournful cryYippie yi Ohhhhh… Yippie yi yaaaaay …Ghost Riders in the Sky— Stan Jones (1948) As the month of November winds down, our exploration of the complex and rich history of the multicultural Wild … Read more
On winter nights, when the moon is high, wait by the track at Camelot.Though nothing catches your eye except shade and moon shadows, you may hear them ride by:Arthur and his men, hoofbeats clattering, with their horns and their hounds on their way to hunt. — Exploring King Arthur’s Britain by Denise Stobie Except for … Read more
Death, the dreadful hunter, is on the track of mankind throughout the world and he will not give up on any spoor until he has laid hands on that he has been chasing so long. — The Metres of Boethius, Alfred the Great, c. 849 – 899 C.E. This dark period from Samhain to the … Read more