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A (bad) night furtiveo Moal

The furtiveo was for centuries one of the most common practices among the residents of the villages in the southwest of Asturias, but the situation changed dramatically in recent years of the twentieth century. Subsistence economy which prevailed in the garden products and pork, forced many inhabitants of these lands to take to the bush to try to hunt deer, wild boar, bears ,.... with which to vary the meal and at the same time not undermine the limited family income. In addition, the lack of vigilance that had, mainly because of lack of resources and the low level of penalties, which usually ended with a paltry fine in the case of being caught hunting, further encouraged the poachers.

Hunt in Muniellos

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reflect the fears of one of those hunters who spent whole nights behind the animal, thinking that perhaps some was stored in his footsteps and that at any moment you could set high, but especially the man who only the night was also combat fears that causes the dark, especially in a time of storm.

You get used to the mountain and it's not fear, is what tells me this anonymous hunter for 40 years and almost every day, grabbed his shotgun and headed toward Muniellos, Pico bastard or Window Rock search of the coveted trophy that would be at home only.

Muniellos and nearby mountains

One day, he says, spent so much panic in the forest did not think about going home. Muniellos was on my way to be at the point where he intended to kill the vermin around eight o'clock in the afternoon and felt on my way to the distant sound of thunder. Gradually the storm was getting closer and closer, until suddenly he began to see some lightning imposing. He began the night is over and came to a hut in which rained both inside and outside, so sought-garabuchos-sticks To stoke the fire and heat, but such was the amount of rain falling he decided to go for a hollow-stem-Troncone, to take shelter inside, but inside the tree to get out a bug, or maybe a polecat polecat which was a tremendous shock.

Muniellos from La Baragaña

The night progressed and the thunder-tonabríos-and every time it rained more strongly, he hesitated before going outside the fear that rain and dragged the trunk to die afogao by water, but then thought that being near the top was safer to stay inside to find a place of lower altitude.

At 4 am the storm moved away, but the reflections of thunder were still seen in the port area, and Connie and then to Fonsagrada Valdebueyes. Remember that one day I was also impressed by the instinct that animals have to protect themselves.

The end of the day I did not say whether the game ended with the animal or if instead he had to return home with empty hands.