The zuberotars sing Bortüan Ahüzki, the good waters, believing that they have the best source in the world, and complementary. There is now only one of the lodgings that was once in the area, filled with pigeons on Sundays in the autumn. So there's no environment for the mountaineers. The birds, which appear on the horizon, and the carriers of shotguns, start screaming: “Cheer, cheer!” Sometimes they offer you a rain of lead in the sky, because they surely guess you’re shattering “Damn hunters!”

The legend of the damn hunter is well known. It was a priest, the hunting dog had heard a hare as he pronounced the consecration of mass and, leaving the host, took the weapon and left by his side. Since then he has been condemned to fly in the air with his barking, following the hare he will never find. When a strong wind blows, the whole trope feels very sad going through the sky.

Ahüzki also has that black junk. But Xiberua Xiberu, without flying, goes into a deep cave. When the sky scares the mountain, the shepherds hear inside the pit the branch of the jungle and the barking of the jungle. It is said that Altzürükü is the gentleman of Ürrüti who on a Sunday left the Mass to run behind a corzo – a nobleman was not running for a hare.

This gentleman was as bad as his wife, an angel. Once, a breadcrumb came out of the castle to feed the poor. Her husband saw her and asked where she was going. His wife, with the flax in her hand, headed home. The man tore the gown violently and... flax fell to the ground, the same miracle of St. Elizabeth of Hungary.

There's another story. Ürrüti, a peasant's lover, went home and saw him wearing stove glasses. He took the linen from the castle and took them to the young woman, telling him that the master could not lie on the bed sheet. Her husband didn't come closer to her lover.

History is told to enhance the ingenious spirit of women. However, the arrogance it showed towards the poor is extremely ugly. With permission of who had put his nose to the bed of that house, to humiliate the guests? It is not understood why the popular tradition that condemned the Lord has praised the disdain of his wife. Mysteries of stories. What if, in the meantime, we took that distinguished woman and put her in orbit with her damn husbands and other hunters?