It has sense to think about Spain in a spring when the hunting season is over in most regions of the world. I decided to go there for the trophies "Mountain Goat of Besait” and "Mountain Goat of Gredos". That time I chose a local hunting outfitter in Spain. My choice was based on positive feedback I read in the Internet, and I did not have to regret this decision. I had already hunted in Spain before, and knew the general organization of such an event. My flight from Estonia (Tallinn) was canceled a few hours before the scheduled time, and I had to take a flight the next day, so I began to doubt that I would have time to hunt twice. Mr. Augusto Rodriguez Zafra met me at the Madrid airport. I got my weapons at the customs office, and we drove east from Madrid. The hunting land was located a little north of Valencia, in the municipality of Castelfort. We found a place to test the gun and managed to walk a little before dark in the same evening. The landscape was not particularly mountainous, there were gentle ascents and descents. In the early morning of the next day, we went to the place where a group of animals had been seen a few days ago. After a few hours of walking, we saw several males, and there was one trophy size one. But the animals noticed us and ran away while the huntsman was trying to explain to me which animal to shoot . But the huntsman knew the territory perfectly well and was sure that the animals had gone to a certain direction, and suggested to make a circle to arrive to the expected place of their next stop. After 40 minutes, we saw the animals down in the valley, I managed to hit an 11-year-old Beceite Ibex and from a distance of 185 meters . After hunting, we decided to relax in the cafe-bar of a small nearby village, and I was surprised how many people decided to take a break from work and, to have a glass of wine at the same time we came there. People treated me very warmly, and took told about their hunting affairs. The next morning we left Castelfort. After 7 hours’ drive we arrived to the next place where I was going to hunt for a Gredos ibex. In the evening, we accommodated in the hotel and had a great time in the restaurant, where we tasted excellent local dishes and wines and discussed the plan for the next day. I had to get up very early in the morning, it wasn't even dawn yet. It took us an hour to drive to the place. The hunt took place in an area called Villarejo del Valle. Augusto carefully prepared for that hunt: we were accompanied by two local hunter-guides and two students from the local zoo college, who had been observing animals moving along the foothills for the previous couple of days. The landscape in that region was significantly different from where I got the first trophy. It was very mountainous and higher above sea level, the ascents were longer and steeper but the views were magnificent. No wonder “Gredos Ibex” is considered to be the most exclusive of all four ibexes found in Spain. At dawn, the interns settled down with their binoculars on the mountainside, and we went to search on the opposite side. The reconnaissance did not let us down, and soon we noticed a group of males. We were cautiously approaching them in the direction of the mountain top, looking for a suitable one. It was risky to get too close, that’s why I fired from a distance of 280 meters and hit a 10-year-old Gredos ibex. The guide told the students in detail about the principles of determining the age of the animal and the features of measuring the length of the horns when we came down from the mountain. That time we also celebrated a successful hunt in a local restaurant. I was particularly impressed by the hunt for Gredos ibex, as well as Augusto’s preparation in order to make the hunt for the guest as effective as possible.