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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Day Trippin'' started by LadyDraco, Dec 17, 2008.
Awwww Thank You so much Mark
LOL I'm catching up to ya …
Happy! Birth! Day!!!!!!
Happy New Year too :) That’s Georgi and Sam ice skating
Thank You B !
Awesome Photos !!
How about a bird story ….. This is going to be longgggg...…..
This is from the old farm back in BlueGrass..
HB had gone deer hunting, I had packed his dinner for him ta take...
It was like 4 am... He left with a mate of ours.. I waited till daylight and went out ta do chores...
I was just about finished with the farm chores ,and I noticed the 3 cats and the 9 older Geldings acting oddly ..
At that time we had about 40 horse herd and 20 Angus cow seed stock herd.
Geldings and mares are separated... in two different pastures..
Back to the Kestrel … I walked to the area that the critters were being odd...
I see a bird on the ground not moving! I'm thinking crap ,how did the cats kill this tiny hawk..
That we have always enjoyed watching..
I kneel down and it's alive Kestrel.. I had gloves on already ,so I pick her up.
Gave her a quick look over . NO blood anywhere . Cool ..
So I take her to the house . Get a box and put her in it..
We have 5 cats at that time..
I do a few house hold chores checking on the bird. HB stops back with our mate .
I show them my find tell them how I found her. They head back out hunting..
I knew there was a raptor center in Weyers Cave VA. So I start making calls..
The center couldn't send anyone out to pick up my bird.
And this was also a time when we didn't own a vehicle.. We had a big tractor..
But no cars or bikes...
I'm still making calls to get someone to help me with the bird... I finally find someone who works
by the center and can take my bird . He picks it up in the box. I call the center so they know she is on the way , it's about a 2 hour drive..
They call me ; she has arrived … And they could not find anything wrong with her.
They will keep her for observation, at that time they asked does she have a mate ?
I tell them yes she does .. They lived in our old skeleton maple trees...
The senior bird vet tells me ,he thinks " she has knocked her noggin"..
Yes that's the very words he used ! And they will NOT release her till she makes a kill..
They would called me every week for 3 weeks ; letting me know what she has been doing .
Finally I get a call ; She has made a KILL !! Come pick her up...
I said give me a day or 2 if that's OK …
I barrowed a car. Pick my bird up .. And which there was NO charge .
I gave a donation and thanked them for the great care that gave my bird.
We bring our girl home … We see the male flying around .. HB was with me when we released her .
The male swooped down to greet his long lost mate . They flew together doing some great swoops .
And to their favorite tree limb...( I bet she told him her story about what happened )..
I called the center and told them about her mate and that all was good.....
We watched them and their fledglings for years..
Another cool bird story ...From the old farm..
Back at the old Farm back in BlueGrass VA. We lived there for 20+ yrs..
We were in the middle of a big snow storm..
HB had been grilling that night in the webber.(that we still have and use)
The same one ya'll see in many of my photos...
Well we went out around midnight , ta watch the snow fall.
And deciding should we go out a feed the stock again and plow..
Well this Screech in a brown phase was warming her feet on the grill !
Yes she was on the roundness of the lid..
She sat there while we watched her. And chatted about her lack of fear .
Then she stepped to the handle ,and watched us.. She was so cool about it turning her head.
In only the way owls do...
She then flew to the porch swing beam , that was right above us and ta the left ,
She then looked down at us . Like do you mind ! I was warming up ! On this cold wintery night..
We had gotten 20" of snow that night and it was -4*.
I have a pic of her in my disks some where...
Owls are very special for me...
Others feel they are a bad omen ,the bringer of death..
The snowy is a totem .. That's all I'll say about that and here....
My wife and I have been bird watchers so to speak for our life together and I have always been a boy on a farm with a fascination for all living things, bugs under rotting logs, reptiles, everything.
We especially like raptors, I found a fuzzy screech owl on the ground after a storm and brought it in the house, my daughter was 8 and very interested in the fuzzball, I sent her out on the porch to find some moths to feed it, as it set on my finger I took some tweezers and held a moth up to it, I guess when they get excited they squeeze there tallons, because those little needles sunk into my finger when it saw the moth, we gave it a few and put it in a box, the next morning we found the nest and 2 more babies and got them back in.
I feel like my kids and now grandkids have a little bit better grasp on life growing up with an appreciation for nature and the circle of life, be it happy or sad........they are not snowflakes and know a cow dies to eat a hamburger, and a pig dies for some bacon, but they are living things to be taken care of as best we can until the end.
interesting stories......thx for sharing....
I had posted these in the basement ,But I know some of ya's don't tread down there ...
Yesterday I had an AWESOME encounter … with a Sharp shinned Hawk !
It was tapping the sliding glass door and clinging to the screen !
Not the best pic's but cool none the less . She was on the ground too ,walked under the
wood box lol.. Crazy .. I thought she was hurt .. But nope she was fine .
OK Here the pic of her at the door , she was not holding still for the camera.
And my Nikon is just not super fast. As I didn't have it on multi setting.
I was really torn on if it was a SharpShinned or Broadwing…
I really believe it's a Sharp ,as the other one is a Sharp..
She also was on the smoker. But the shots didn't come out.
After she walked under the wood box she flew to the shop.
This will show ya where the shop is to the kitchen . It's connected to the house.
I think I disturbed her hunt . She makes eye contact ..
It's pretty cool out 16* when I too theses photos..
I did follower her to the other shed ,running out in my robe and pacboots . with camera in hand..
I like this pic, it's a tad artsy look …
I just had ta ran to that shed just ta make sure she could get out of there ..
And yes it was opened .. It use ta be closed off.. I guess the wall fell down.
Then 2 hours later this fella showed up … He is above the bird feeder ..
Sorry it's a little fuzzy and I cut his head off a tad.. I hit the zoom.. Oops
I'm still all about it..
And the photos don't show how long and special the other part of the encounter was....
As I didn't have the camera very handy...
I hope you enjoy seeing the photos...
Till next time...
nice write up!
Thank You pops..
Nice.......I don't think we have Sharps in Alabama. We have the larger Coopers and Red Tails. That second bird you shot doesn't look like a Sharp...maybe a Red Tail ?
The grey backed is a Sharps adult . But can be confused with Coopers and Broad wings . The size gives a way ..
Side note: They do winter down by you.
According to the map .They breed and winter in my area..
We see these all the time here.. As well as Broad wing, Redtail's and coopers, and many more
Well we knew this day was coming .
We had to put Bingo down on Feb 1...
Bingo had a heluva long run.. 23 yrs old.
Most breeding farms would have put him down at birth, "Cull"
His leg was put on wrong in the factory. A little crooked, it never really bothered him .
We felt he was a life ,that had a purpose .
He was a good baby sitter and that was his purpose.
He raised many weanling colts for us.
Taught them how to behave in a bachelor herd .
That also meant he would be with us his whole life.
Not to many people want a baby sitter horse around.
Bingo was also the most accident prone horse we ever had .
That's how he got his name Bingo.. Although he was NEVER sick a day in his life...
He was always getting in to trouble some how.
One day HB was on a road trip back in June of '05..
I was in the house packing ,I heard a ruckus .
I ran outside to find Bingo had 3 sections of fence dragging behind him, spoking everything on the farm!
I had ta calm everyone down first.
So I could catch him, and clip the wire that was wrapped around his hind leg.
And that was connected to 3 locust fence posts and woven wire. What a mess.
It took me about an hour to get it all done . Remember I was alone..
When HB called that evening I told him what had happened..
At least it was Bingo ! And no major holes ! Just a scrape here and there,
The last few years he had blown out his knee but was still getting around on the mountain.
He was a tuff horse for a Thoroughbred.
As most of our horses are tuff, we didn't raise "hot house Stock"
On the end of Jan we noticed he wasn't moving around that great ,
He had stopped following the herd .
It was hard for the herd this time . Unlike with Jessie .
As they were there while the deed was being done.
We hated that for them. But there was nothing we could do about it .
Here's a little pull at the heart string .. Bingo's full sister Dixie ..
When I went to catch him . Was sniffing and licking his bad leg..
You can't tell me that she didn't know his leg had now given out on him.
And that he was done . Everyone paid their respects ,He is buried by the hay barn..
This photo was take in '07 He's rub a dubbing with Annie .
Another story about Bingo… Back on Oct 31 '05 We had moved from BlueGrass VA to our location
Here 200 miles from BG...HB had moved to 2 studs the week before .
Now it was the time to move the herd.
We had to hire a another rig to move part of the stock..
HB had our Gooseneck filled with 6 Mares, the other rig had 1 mare and 6 geldings..
That was a bigger rig... I rode in that one just incase..
And it was a good thing too , as we had Bingo !
We had ta stop about every 10 miles as Bingo kept falling down !
You can feel it in the truck when the stock is moving about …But we had to stop each time and unload.
Thank Goodness the fella "JR" we hired , was about 30 miles from our old place .
And we go right by it .So we pulled in and un loaded part of the stock ,got Bingo up yet once again .
I looked at JR, and said you like my Grey QH. gelding Sonny Or the QH Mare Annie ?
JR said his wife would kill him if he had another mare. So I said Sonny it is ! I'm giving him to you .
So we stuck him in a stall, and went on down the road. Now only 6 in the rig..
That still wasn't enough room for Bingo , He still kept falling down. At least not as fast..
And we had to keep unloading part of the stock along the side of the road .
Not a fun day for sure and made it a longer day...
Thank goodness ,they would load back up, as all of them had never been in a trailer before..
Other then the few times that we fussed with them teaching to load..
The best thing we could think of , is he was holding his breath and fainting !
Some horses ,will do that with pressure on there sides.
When we pulled into our driveway ,HB came down and asked what took us so long ?.
And why are we now 1 horse short .
I told him all what kept happening. And said I had to make an important decision.
We both really liked Sonny ,hated to see him go to another home. His full sister is Annie....
Well Dixie is taking it hard. Yesterday Feb 4th she was yelling for Bingo most of the day...
Put hay out today , she seems a little better... She walked over to me for some head rubs.. As did Annie … You can tell they miss him...
On a side note; The girls are running a little more.
It seems they had been holding back , knowing Bingo didn't run anymore.
Yeah they knew ….
Rest in Peace Bingo you are missed ………..
Till next time ….
Wow..23 years.....thanks to you he had pretty good life....
Yes … His Sire lived to the ripe old age of 31 yrs !
His dam was hit by lighting here at the age of 21....
That was a shocker for us .
How have I never seen this topic before? What a treat!
Minus 31c. Two more bagged salads and more fresh carrots put out for the wild rabbits on the lake. Lots of footprints in the snow. Very popular buffet in a city of a million people.
How about the story of Chin Chin … Our Squirrel Monkey .
And how we trapped him and got to keep'em ...
A little brief idea of where I lived. Way back then ….
Northshore of the Island.. It was a nice home 200 yo house back then 1960's, 4 Stories tall . Cedar shakes shingles ,real shutters that we would close for big storms. Screened in porch. Backdoor stoops mud room Dutch door..
It was very cool, Secret hiding places/ rooms , laundry shoots , Floor buzzers. Safes built in the floors and walls. Even hunted ,yes for real !
Yeah a very cool home for a kid.. A huge stair case 2 levels .Basement that was also cool with safes in the floor too and rooms that you couldn't see !
The yard was almost 2ac a balance of woods and open yard ,small hill and a cliff on the edge of the property ..Dad had a Hendon pool put in. It was one of them inground and above ground at the same time. heated too ,it was fun swimming in the middle of Nov. We didn't lived far from the Bay and beaches. Mum use to make brandy and dandelion wine and bury it under the deck in the sand...
Well one afternoon we were all enjoying the pool, on a late summers day.
And Dad says to us all, do squirrels swing by their tails? Of course we all laughed and said NO dad. You're seeing things... We didn't think much about it for a day or so.. Till the next time we were in the pool .
Mum had a pair of binoculars there this time . And sure enough their was them squirrels again swinging by their tails . Dad said LOOK ! Up in the trees.
As Mum looked and was so amazed , she said those aren't squirrels !
There are Monkeys ,in the trees !
There was 6 in all that we could see . 2 small black ones, 1 small golden , 2 Small tawny ones , 1 big brown one that had the shortest tail of them all...
Now Mum was on all kinds of committees back then . And very known in community .
She went inside and called our buddies at the Police station;
Asking what do they know about lose monkeys ?
Of course after all the laughing and joking a side.
They said plenty, a lab van had over turned and lost some of their load !
And of course you guessed ; full of Monkeys all kinds .
They were told there was nothing to be alarmed about .
And that they had retrieved them all.. Yeah right...
They told Mum that no way they could gotten that far, Even if there was any left .
The scene of the accident was some 25 miles away !
So with that being a dead end , Mum called the humane society, she was the secretary on the board, back then . She told them what is going on and they dropped off a big trap cage.
Now we had a cliff below our place where other families lived .
And this one particular family had kids just like the ones from a Christmas story . Somewhat mean .
They had bb guns and to them, it was fun shooting at the monkeys ~~~
That's all for now . I'll finish this up soon... Still trying to get to my old albums..
For a pic … I can see the box but can't reach it...