I've never been a big fan of the minor and that my first steps in this world have always been hunting. Still, I did not hesitate a second when I was asked to join a great group of people hunt rabbits in the summer on a farm very close to La Carolina, killing the bug we all love. It's 5 am.
It is true that as long as I dressed in green and take the field but whatever ... jod ..! What are the 5.
But hey, everything is to see the sunrise in the field with a shotgun in his hands. We
the venue and went to the field, Santi is with me and in a curve rail stop me to tell me where my position as the go to another place and take my car.
are 5:30, dark, and a heat of ... that. Saco shotgun cartridges and how many lame? say this is plague ... it comes boxes! The vest weighs more than a mule ahogao.
First obstacle, mesh my two kilos of cartridges, and what light? What light? Do not bring flashlight? Mobile workaround to me! good good ... come on! cane give them! Come goodbye ...
There I was, under a large oak mobile shining noses and trying to see where I needed to get on, but saw nothing. So I decide to get on the cross as best I can and once there, will inspect. The length of time between when I got to the tree and I got to sit on the board that was in one of its branches to more than ... many ... many feet! That was really high! Well, that process I tell you this Friday at the Popi or wherever you want but with a couple of Gin Tonics ... I assure you, is priceless.
Well, once docked, all more or less organized, I look forward to seeing even a shadow, because it can not guess or to see me the tip of the nose, spends more than half an hour, much more, until it seems you can start throwing. I can hear the grass move and what appear to rabbits, but in dealing with the shotgun is impossible ... no light ... already beginning to hear the first shots, many shots and I bolo ... until finally I see a rabbit that comes from the road, taking two steps, stopped, stood up and glanced around, two small steps and scratched his whiskers with the hands two little steps ... y. .. pussy! that has got into the enclosure! and 10 minutes I was watching his methodical ritual nor in the head I missed that what I was there was to remove it from the middle. And with total clarity morning I came to me and I think I got 8 left.
At about 8 and we meet all y. .. 34, 26, 18 ... mother of mine! These are criminals!
Thank goodness my Ponchito came to me in not so bad place ...
By late morning we got a little make up our own results and bring something more to the group, and it is not the same ... watching them run you focus, you spades, run your hand and above all ... do not see it as they scratch their whiskers with their little hands. Total
, mine is to see them run ...
And I have often rollazo released for a morning of rabbits ...
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