Sure thing! Our hunt consisted of one afternoon shoot, two full days of shooting, and then one morning shoot.
We left SLC, UT around noon and arrived in Atlanta, GA. later that night. The overnight flight from Atlanta to Buenos Aires was great and we landed with 2.5 hours to get through customs and get onto the plane heading to Cordoba. The flight to Cordoba was on a smaller aircraft, so we were bused out on the runway and climbed into the plane! At this point, it had been six years since I had spent any time in South America, but all the wonderful sights, sounds, and smells began awakening my memories of South America and the love I have for the people and places down here (I served a church mission for two years in Brazil, and loved every moment of it!).
Outdoor asada pit, right next my my room
Once we arrived in Cordoba - about noon - we were greeted by an employee of the lodge (Posta Del Norte) and shuttled to the lodge for lunch. I was fully expecting some type of sandwich lunch, but oh no . . . it was a full on HUGE lunch. After eating what seemed like half a beef, we departed to the field for the afternoon flight. In reality, the birds fly all day long, so I'm not sure why they called it an afternoon flight . . .
Prior to arrival, I had requested two rental guns - it's much easier to rent them than trying to take one of your own - I arrived at the field to find my "bird boy" in a blind with a Browning Citori 28 gauge over/under, Benelli Montefeltro 20 gauge, cases of shells, and a cooler full of Coke Zero. The afternoon shoot far exceeding any dream or expectation I could of imagined. After a few hours of shooting, I looked down to see that I was surrounded by yellow and red hulls. I got a hat that night at dinner for shooting over 500 birds that afternoon.
Speaking of dinner, it was an absolute feast of meats, salads, etc. I went to bed that night dreaming of what lay ahead. Day 2 was our first full day of shooting and after a full breakfast of bacon, eggs, potatoes, etc. we all loaded into the 15 passenger van and headed to the field. The morning shoot was absolutely insane - birds coming from every direction and I honestly don't think a minute went by without firing a shot. I love shooting a shotgun and try to hit the range as often as possible (skeet, five-stand, and sporting clays), but nothing compares to actual wing shooting. It didn't take too long to figure out the leads and by the end of day 2, I was able to get a hat for shooting over 1,000 birds. For brevity sake, Day 3 was much the same as day 2.
Lunch was served in the trees nearby, classic Argentine asada. After lunch, a nap in a hammock was enjoyed, then back to shooting. By the end of day 3, my shoulder was so sore that I really didn't plan on shooting anything on our final shoot of the trip. Each day we were able to experience a new shooting location, but day 4 was probably my favorite. We were taken to an old farm, and I couldn't help but think about the people who were raised there and how different their lives were/are from mine. I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for those brave men and women who fought, and fight, to allow me the freedoms I enjoy. I shot less than half a case on this final shoot, but I didn't need to fire another shell to enjoy the shoot.
After the shoot, we were taken back to the lodge for one final meal and then shuttled back to the airport in Cordoba to begin our trip back home. If you have any specific questions, please feel free to ask! Dove hunting Argentina is truly an experience of a lifetime!
So it is a very target rich environment.
