As expected, given the poor expectations prevailing, the start of the new season of big game hunting in Galicia was generally very poor, with the common denominator of the low or null catches.
The illusion of thousands of hunters gallegos was truncated to a few hours to begin the day hunting and to verify on the spot the limited presence of traces of the species of small game, and the prolonged drought makes it almost impossible for the work of dogs in the already scarce traces of rabbits, partridges, hares or pheasants.
The worst predictions were fulfilled and the already sparse populations of big game hunting in much of Galicia is joined by a sweltering heat that it cast down the few hopes they had left were the hunters gallegos get a piece of the backpack.
If that is not enough, yesterday Galicia lived the closest thing to a living hell, with countless forest fires throughout all the territory, forcing in many cases to suspend the activity of hunting, as some tecores were completely destroyed by the devastating fire.
So, it only remains to wait for the arrival of the so longed-awaited rains, to at least freshen up a little the ground and facilitate in great measure the work of the dogs in the search and location of the already by yes little parts hunting.
Year after year, season after season, repeating the same story: disillusionment, despair, and helplessness filled the backpack of thousands of hunters gallegos to check on the opening day as the game in Galicia is wound of death” and on the brink of extinction… if not remedied urgently.