But my friend just replied “You can’t be so stupid! You simply can not travel all the way to Argentina just to shoot pigeons!". JI tried to explain that there is a lot more to it than just shooting pigeons, but he just shook his head.
Behind me is standing Jamie, my bird boy. He is holding one of the Benelli shotguns I have hired, while I shoot with the other. ”Nice shot”exclaims Jamie,as I managed to hit a really big pigeon. ”Just behind” says Jamie, as I miss the next shot. Jamie has worked as a bird boy many times. He has put a sticking plaster on his right thumb to prevent it from getting a blister. His job is to reload the shotguns, then finally to collect the birds shot. ”Would you like a cola?” Asks Jamie.
I am here with two other gentlemen, Göran and Leif. Both are good wing shooters. We arrived in Argentina yesterday. At the lodge we were greeted by the staff with hot towels and a glass of champagne.
I’ve spent a bit of time on photography, so Leif is leading our competition with over 1,000 pigeons today. The local farmers are happy we are shooting the pigeons here. Although we all believe that we have never seen so many pigeons before, my bird boy Jamie is sorry that it has not been a really good day.
But we have enjoyed some fantastic days. At lunch time the staff laid the table under the open sky. We had grilled steaks and good Malbec-wine. After eating we take an hours siesta in our hammocks. When the days shooting is over, we return to the lodge, where we all enjoy a jacuzzi and massage to relive our sore shoulders.
After I return home to Sweden, I send an SMS to Leif. He was really pleased with his tour. On the last day of the trip he shot 2,200 pigeons. He plans to soon book another tour to Argentina for him and Göran. Next time they will also bring their wives with them.