From Miami to Madrid: The Prelude to Adventure

Our journey unfolds as I land in Madrid’s Barajas Airport, greeted by the warmth of anticipation and the familiar face of my friend and partner, Franco. This meeting marks the commencement of a grand odyssey—an Ibex expedition that will weave through the stunning landscapes between Huesca and Teruel in Spain.

The Call of the Mountains in Huesca

With Franco by my side, we embark on a road trip to meet our outfitter, Jose, in Saragoza. The Spanish landscape unfolds before us, and the excitement builds as we venture toward the rugged peaks of Huesca. The mountains beckon, promising an adventure that transcends the ordinary

The journey from Saragoza to Huesca becomes a visual overture to the  expedition. The changing scenery, from cityscapes to the sprawling beauty of the Spanish countryside, heightens the anticipation for the challenges and triumphs that lie ahead.

Whispers of the Wind in Huesca

 In the face of nature’s unpredictability, we find solace in the journey itself. The unsuccessful pursuit in Huesca becomes a chapter of resilience, a reminder that in the dance between man and wild, the outcome is never guaranteed. However, the mountains share their whispers, guiding us towards a new horizon. Undeterred, we pack our anticipation and set our sights on the province of Teruel, where destiny awaits

Teruel’s Magnificent Gift

As we arrive in Teruel, a new energy envelops us. The terrain is different, challenging yet inviting. Here, in the heart of Spain, we connect with a magnificent Beceite Ibex, a creature that embodies every hunter’s dream. His regal presence is a testament to the richness of this land.

The Shot and Redemption

The air is thick with anticipation as we spot the magnificent Ibex. Heartbeats quicken, and time seems to slow. My adventure unfolds when the Ibex, at a distance of 200 yards, eludes my first shot, setting off at full speed. In the heat of the moment, I seize another chance, firing a second shot that hits its mark. Surprisingly, upon closer inspection, we discover that my initial shot was accurate, just 3 inches apart. This fortunate revelation becomes a restoration of confidence, a testament to the precision and accuracy of the hunt, a dance between skill and destiny. The shot rings out, echoing through the valleys, and in that moment, a connection is forged—one that transcends the hunter and the hunted.

The Ibex, with his sweeping horns and noble demeanor, becomes more than a trophy; he becomes a living testament to the beauty of the Spanish wilderness. I’m, standing in awe of this magnificent creature, is humbled by the privilege of sharing a moment in the untamed heart of Teruel in the company of dearest friends.

The journey

The hunt is not just about the pursuit; it’s a sensory journey that extends to the plate. In the evenings, our campfire becomes a stage for culinary masterpieces. Freshly grilled Ibex steaks, seasoned with the essence of the mountains, elevate the expedition into a culinary odyssey.

As our journey concludes, we carry not just the trophy of a successful hunt but a tapestry woven from the threads of resilience, connection, and culinary delight. Teruel, with its majestic Ibex and culinary treasures, becomes a chapter in the grand story of Spanish hunting—a story that unfolds not just in the mountains but in the heart and soul of those who dare to chase the crown

BY
Juan Cruz Anon