One of my many weird and obscure interests is hunting mythology and folklore. And since us clever apes have been hunting since we first picked up a rock and immediately started debating its ballistics, there’s a lot of obscure and fascinating stuff out there to discover.
But as I was perusing the Internet last night looking for said weirdness I stumbled across something that made even me think “what the hell!?”
It’s called the Abbots Bromley Horn Dance, and it’s one of those ancient and bizarre customs that makes me so fond of British eccentricity. Perhaps it’s a holdover from some pre-Christian Celtic or even earlier Pagan hunting ceremony, the meaning of which has long since been lost to the mists of time. No one really knows, but it’s been held annually for at least the past 800 years, and many believe the tradition dates back much earlier.
My question is, do you think this is a great new deer camp tradition just waiting to happen? I’m thinking it might be, but we’d have to lose the Renaissance fair music and set it up with a proper American soundtrack, maybe a classic like this: