Sweeney
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Johnny AppleJack!
Sounds like a hobo name. Which is another fascinating subculture...I used to enjoy hearing what "Hobo Shoestring" used to have to say, he caught the Westbound in April 2024. He'll never be replaced. If you're interested in that kind of thing, another channel -- and I don't know much about his history called "Waypoint Survival" arose in my feed. He's teaching about and crecreating the persona of a depression era hobo. Some good, some bad but all worth the effort.
They are amazing animals to be sure! When you look at the speed of attack/dive and visual acuity alone, it is almost unbelievable, some capable to diving in excess of 200 mph.I love watching these big predator birds...
Once got speared in the hand rescuing a great blue heron thrashing in the surf after breaking its arm on something...wrapped him in a towel but snaked his head out and zapped me quicker than the eye can follow...lucky he didnt go for my eyes, I later learned is the norm.
They will post over gopgher holes in the spring and gobble newbie pups one after another. Who needs frogs!
Another time I hit a barn owl feeding on roadkill in center of the road on a foggy nite, he got up but clipped him with roofline...went back and covered him with a towel, took to the vet who had to put him down...sad.
I've seen hawks and owls hunt in low circles over my dogs out in the prairie - hunting gophers. Apparently its co-evolved with coyotes...
Another time...
Jeez, I need to go camping!
Taking doggo for walk now... and she's got both gundog and hound in her:
"Ok girl, where's the coyotes?!"
Now she thinks she is in charge of protecting the neighborhood from the coyotes we saw one night advancing on us like a SEAL team in tactical hunt mode...another story!
In the past, we hung around with a group that made attending Renaissance fairs a routine experience. One of the favorites is held near Appleton, Wisconsin, on the Illinois-Wisconsin border. The same company runs several others we've visited. These are noted by large buildings that remain all year, then for a few weeks in the summer are packed with thousands of families spending insane amount of money on costumes, food, and silliness....as one does.
These events often feature bird of prey shows, which are always popular.
Of course, one of those silly souvenirs our friends bought was a very unique and clever puppet. Inspired by a shoulder dragon. The clever mechanism allowed its head (adorned with rabbit fur for plumage) to turn left and right, as well as looking up or down using a bic pen and a cable assembly. The movement was jerky - just as a bird might snap is head around. Very clever design. (this isn't it, but a picture is worth a thousand words: https://tinyurl.com/yc7hkdcp -- look at the video)
On this particular occasion, we were sitting at the southwestern end of the stands while the presenter showcased a falcon nearby on the
northeastern side. Despite being 250 feet away, I remember the falconer remarking that something had caught the bird's attention over in our
direction. Our friend quickly realized what was happening and dropped the puppet out of sight. The falcon immediately broke its gaze and
the show went on.
From my vantage point, I could barely see the falcon itself perched on the glove of the falconer. Still, it was intently watching a 4-inch tall puppet
on someone's shoulder in the densely packed viewing stand beneath heavy shade, with the sun shining directly into the falcon's eyes. It was a remarkable display of focus, attention, and visual supremacy from such a majestic creature!
I think it was a saker falcon? Not 100% sure; that is probably from 15 years ago