Hunting with Hitchcock
 

Today we hunted in an Alfred Hitchcock movie -- The Birds. It's not uncommon to see migrating flocks of birds in the Fall and Winter, but these birds were persistent, buzzing us for a quarter hour. The sound of their wings was deafening at times. I thought I might have to defend myself (a Parker for personal defense:whistle:)

I guess it's irony that among all those birds, we brought home just one.:)

Murmurating starlings?

-Victor

I hijacked this from the Interweb.


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Imagine a flock a thousand times that size. The passenger pigeons darkened the skies

I grew sunflower commercially for a few years. Had some fabulous dove shoots after harvest. One year I decided to try to grow two crops in one year. Planted and harvested the early crop successfully, then replanted them. They came off about early November, just as the redwing blackbirds were migrating south. They found them and devastated them. The numbers can be staggering.

As that flock hovered over us, all I could think was, “Please don’t s**t on my Parker!”:)

I often think of what those flocks of passenger pigeons must have looked like. A common sight at one time, now…

Garry, I read in an old family diary that when they flew over sometimes it rained s**t.

:rotf::rotf::rotf::rotf::rotf:

I remember a dove hunt with my great Uncle Hugh. The doves flew decent, but we had a swarm of blackbirds the whole time who seemed to know we were not after them. At the end of the hunt, Uncle Hugh told me and my brother, "boys, go get those blackbirds." They changed their tune in a hurry when we commenced firing into the flock.

If ammo wasn’t so hard to come by, we’d have seen what an open choked Parker would do. :whistle: