Dollar, my juvenile experiences with Mexican cops may have prejudiced me a bit about taking guns into the Republic. But I have a friend near Cabo San Lucas who is a retired cop himself, so I plan to look into hunting in Baja, for sure.

My main memory of bird hunting there in the late 1950s is just how completely loco the campesinos thought wing shooting was--why flush quail when you had 40 or 50 on the ground in a dry wash within range? I suspect a .410 shell cost about what one of those serranos saw in a day's HARD work, tho. (We used .22 shells and Excedrin for money much of the time).