Cuba

My father hunted in Cuba for ducks a couple times. BC Outdoors magazine printed an article on it in the 1990’s I think.
He took his own gun, not sure about ammo.
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Excellent thread. Read the whole thing. I travelled a few years back by bus then car (chauferred - thank you) from Havana, through Santiago, around the Eastern coast and around back to Baracoa and Holguin.

I remember the vast, clean, empty, well-maintained twinned highway. Amazing lack of traffic. Huge stretches of abandoned dessicated citrus shrubs, long dead, with the equally abandoned Soviet-style apartment hi-rise block standin in the middle of the fields, in the middle of nowhere. Went to Guantanamo - and got to a lookout about 10km away from the base. That was the closest I got. Wanted to bring Omar Khadr a care package.

Great - now I want to go back

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You were at the nude beach I take it lol.

Havana. :)

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Grizz
 
Forgot to mention the nickel mine wastelands of Moa. Like the surface of Mars. Bizarre connection to Ft Saskatchewan. Their economy is so distorted and lunatic down there that it is economic for them to mine the raw material, ship to Halifax, then by rail to Fort Sask, and then upgrade the ores or what have you, there. Not allowed to take photos, in Moa. Certainly not many Moose to be had around Moa. A certain chemistry in the air though
 
Forgot to mention the nickel mine wastelands of Moa. Like the surface of Mars. Bizarre connection to Ft Saskatchewan. Their economy is so distorted and lunatic down there that it is economic for them to mine the raw material, ship to Halifax, then by rail to Fort Sask, and then upgrade the ores or what have you, there. Not allowed to take photos, in Moa. Certainly not many Moose to be had around Moa. A certain chemistry in the air though

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sherritt_International

No pesky environmentalists to bother with, in Cuba. Molsons looks after beer production, that's why it's first class. Can't deny we're hand in glove with the commies. :(

Grizz
 
Let's face it. Cuba is our number-one strategic partner in this confusing world. You heard it first here on CGN.

Not only does Canada need their nickel and semi-precious pina colada deposits for our Knowledge Economy, but our Prime Minister is actually half-Cuban. His other half I believe is Bollywoodish

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Just got back from Cayo Guillermo. Didn't think about hunting once while I was there.

The food wasn't what I would call "amazing", but it wasn't crap, either. In fact, the Italian a la carte night we had was really, really good. I'll agree the beef is not very good at all.

The beach was the best I'd ever been to, and the people were friendly and helpful. I'll be going back for sure. Amazing value.

P.S. TONS of fish in the ocean right off the beach. An Italian family was pulling fish out of the ocean from the pier and getting the resort staff to grill it up for them. I'm bringing a retractable rod next time for sure.
 
I know this guy that hunted in Cuba, he was hunting girls, and came home with a wife. We all told him she wasn't a keeper, but he didn't throw her back. Now she's here, with a good chunk of his money, and a kid sired by some other guy. They divorced after I think 5 years.
 
I know this guy that hunted in Cuba, he was hunting girls, and came home with a wife. We all told him she wasn't a keeper, but he didn't throw her back. Now she's here, with a good chunk of his money, and a kid sired by some other guy. They divorced after I think 5 years.

sound like she bagged him.

thats what happenes when he lets his pee pee do the thinking. lol.
 
Which is to say he was the hunted, not the hunter.

I recall from a few trips to Cuba always being puzzled at their inscrutable family arrangements. Several children might be about, then a grandmother, and what looks like a much older sister, who you learn is not their mother - the mother is often away at work or something. Either no men, or one or two lounging around who do not seem to carry any fatherly authority around what passes for the family home.

Difficult figuring out who the parents of any given child are, let alone who is a married couple. I guess this has always been a feature of life in the Caribbean - even as far back as the 17th or 18th c. - the lax and ambiguous approach to marital & family relations. Very strange.

But gold-digging from gullible Gringos - that I assume is very unambiguously established all across the Caribbean. Ah, true love indeed.
 
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