We were woken up about 7.00 (it wasn’t even properly light)
by gunshot – hunters; we couldn’t tell exactly where they were until about 9.30
when I saw men with guns and dogs walking a couple of metres from the camper
van (there were about a dozen men in all walking around our quinta)!!!! In
Portugal hunters have an automatic right to hunt on your land unless you have
notices up, all around the property (as they can approach your land from any
boundary not just the entrance), which state they need your permission to hunt
(like we have, but they’re are old and faded) though most of the time they just
ignore them or, when challenged, say they didn’t see them; so you have to have
high (over 4’) boundary fences which deters them a bit. We’ll make sure we’re
well fenced next year once we have animals, and register that we don’t want
hunting on our land. One of the most annoying things about the hunters is that
they just throw their spent cartridges down on the ground and the land gets
littered with bits of green and blue plastic which we have to collect up.
So today it was back to concrete mixing for the foundations
for our gate posts; we did seventeen mixes today. All the time we were doing it
we could hear the hunters shooting in the quintas around us, it was rather
unnerving.
We watched the ‘A Team’ tonight; it wasn’t the same as the
series we watched when I was younger – I’m sure there was never any killing in
it and it wasn’t so frenzied.
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