Friday, February 23, 2018

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Not the gun this time- the new bird,a female Kestrel. Padre Paul trapped her during a javelina hunt, sportscasting her approach to the trap on his cell- O Brave New World!--and suggested we call her that, likening her delicate beauty to that gun. Like most Kestrels she is pretty unflappable. Three ravens killed my larger, dashing Merlin x Gyr; but the Kestrels in Nestor's tin barn across the street used to pound ravens into the ground and make them WALK, protesting, out of the neighborhood.

If someone can tell me why this blog now shows me photos not as photos but as code, puts all the captions in the wrong place. I've moved them around three times and have not yet gotten them in the right place.

...The Gyrlin, back in the long ago day, and with the legendary Zhel.Sigh...
This bird won't stand on food yet but will bite it, and foot you- hard!

4 comments:

Bork Fork said...

Steve, Love kestrels! Don't see many here in SW Montana. steve hunts

Matthew Mullenix said...

Steve this must be why you asked about the book! Did you get a copy? We can arrange for one to get to you.

Moro Rogers said...

So, um...How do you catch a kestrel while trying to bag a javelina?

Daniel Riviera said...


Kestrels can put a hurt on you. Learned that first-hand trapping with a guy who's now in prison. Ah, falconry and its adherents!