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In early December 2004, after all the duckin' here froze out, I was getting the hankering for another warm Mexico hunt down with The Big Gabino, Frank Ruiz, in Ciudad Obregon, Sonora, Mexico. Had hunted three times with Frank previously . . . Our first day Jorge woke us up at 5 AM for breakfast. Promptly at 6AM , German had us loaded and off to the dove fields. Our crew, plus Montana Matt & Tom, Pete, and Skip, the pilot for the Texas boys, all rode together. . . . By 3:30 we were up and camoed for early coffee, then loaded up with German by 4 for the long ride down south to Navajoa and beyond to the tidal marshes off the Sea of Cortez. Hugo's finger and shoulder continued to be annoying. . . . The plan for day 3 was a morning dove hunt in close to town and an afternoon duck blast on some fresh water ponds. Wakeup was a leisurely 6 AM for breakfast, and by 7:30 we were at the dove fields on an estancia of pure bred Charloais. The hunt was again over standing sorghum and low and behold . . . |
Palomas Y Patos en Mexico