Cecil Hammonds
AH veteran
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- Jan 26, 2016
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- North Texas
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- Tanzania, Namibia, South Africa, Poland, Zambia, Canada, Mexico, Argentina, Greenland, Spain
My good friend, my wife, and I recently traveled to Spain for Ibex hunting and touring. He was after the Southeastern, and I was chasing the Southeastern and Ronda Ibex. I am not the greatest writer, so feel free to ask questions if you like. In a nutshell, the trip was great all the way around and we were both successful on the hunt. However, the entire country was experiencing a weather anomaly in the form of rain; they were getting rain on a scale that most people there had not seen in their lifetime. We had very little sunshine in the two weeks we were there.
We traveled to Madrid from DFW on American Airlines direct 9 hour flight and stayed a few days in the local area touring Toledo, Avila, and Segovia, as well as the National Palace in Madrid. We then picked up a car and drove about 5 hours south to our hunting area in the Sierra Nevada mountains near Granada and met our hunting guide. Since we planned on doing quite a bit of touring around the country, we opted to use the outfitters rifles versus bringing our own. If you aren't familiar, the process and paperwork is the same whether you use your own gun or borrow one of theirs; the obvious difference being you don't have to go through the logistics of bringing your gun along if you choose to borrow theirs.
We met our guide at the hotel when we checked in, got changed into hunting gear, and set out to the hunting area which was about an hour drive away. We met up with some local guides who were out scouting the area and went up on several high vantage points to glass the mountain sides and valleys. After a couple hours of this, we found a shooter billie in with some younger billies. We got set up on him; it was a long shot, 470 yards across the valley and over onto the next ridge. The rifle was a 338 Lapua with an extremely light trigger, heavy barrel, and high end optics. After a couple of dry fire practice runs, I set up on him and waited for him to present a good shot angle. After a few minutes, he turned and was standing clear quartering away. I didn't hesitate and took the shot; he went down where he stood. It was getting dark, raining, and the recovery was going to be through some gnarly terrain, so we decided to come back in the morning to recover him.
The next morning after an early breakfast and coffee, we set out to recover my ibex while my buddy went off to start his hunt for his ibex. We got to the hunting area and went our separate ways. Once back at the spot where I took the shot, we sighted in our the spot where the ibex should be laying and started out. It was steep, wet ground with thick growth in the bottom of the valley, but we eventually got to him and got him dressed out and ready to pack out. I got him loaded in my pack and got started. I told the guys this will take me a while, but little by little I will get him out. Of course the rain picked up to add to the fun, but I was happy! Eventually I made it out to the top. One picture is taken from where the ibex was laying looking back up to the ridge where I took the shot. As we were packing out, and I stopped to rest, sitting on that mountain with the ibex in my pack, I just paused to take it all in. I could the see the Mediterranean Sea in the distance; it was one of those moments that sticks with you.
We traveled to Madrid from DFW on American Airlines direct 9 hour flight and stayed a few days in the local area touring Toledo, Avila, and Segovia, as well as the National Palace in Madrid. We then picked up a car and drove about 5 hours south to our hunting area in the Sierra Nevada mountains near Granada and met our hunting guide. Since we planned on doing quite a bit of touring around the country, we opted to use the outfitters rifles versus bringing our own. If you aren't familiar, the process and paperwork is the same whether you use your own gun or borrow one of theirs; the obvious difference being you don't have to go through the logistics of bringing your gun along if you choose to borrow theirs.
We met our guide at the hotel when we checked in, got changed into hunting gear, and set out to the hunting area which was about an hour drive away. We met up with some local guides who were out scouting the area and went up on several high vantage points to glass the mountain sides and valleys. After a couple hours of this, we found a shooter billie in with some younger billies. We got set up on him; it was a long shot, 470 yards across the valley and over onto the next ridge. The rifle was a 338 Lapua with an extremely light trigger, heavy barrel, and high end optics. After a couple of dry fire practice runs, I set up on him and waited for him to present a good shot angle. After a few minutes, he turned and was standing clear quartering away. I didn't hesitate and took the shot; he went down where he stood. It was getting dark, raining, and the recovery was going to be through some gnarly terrain, so we decided to come back in the morning to recover him.
The next morning after an early breakfast and coffee, we set out to recover my ibex while my buddy went off to start his hunt for his ibex. We got to the hunting area and went our separate ways. Once back at the spot where I took the shot, we sighted in our the spot where the ibex should be laying and started out. It was steep, wet ground with thick growth in the bottom of the valley, but we eventually got to him and got him dressed out and ready to pack out. I got him loaded in my pack and got started. I told the guys this will take me a while, but little by little I will get him out. Of course the rain picked up to add to the fun, but I was happy! Eventually I made it out to the top. One picture is taken from where the ibex was laying looking back up to the ridge where I took the shot. As we were packing out, and I stopped to rest, sitting on that mountain with the ibex in my pack, I just paused to take it all in. I could the see the Mediterranean Sea in the distance; it was one of those moments that sticks with you.