|Rides with hawks||Tig|
Nov 22, 2001 9:48 AM
|Took a ride with a medium sized group to earn the calories we'll eat later today. Nice, steady pace of 18-20 on a beautiful morning with temp's in the lower 60's. Riding with a group you can trust is a far cry from what Dog had to put up with last Sunday.
About halfway into the ride we saw a huge red-shouldered hawk lift off from it's perch atop a telephone pole to our right. I expected it to veer off or fine another perch but it continued to parallel our group. It kept an even 18-19 MPH into the mild headwind and followed for almost a 1 1/2 minutes. It makes you wonder if it just happened to be going the same way or was keeping an eye on us. Watching her fly so gracefully was an inspiration.
This time of year is a delight to ride on rural roads in the South. We get to see a full variety of migrating birds following the Southern Flyway. Sometimes it's not even about the ride.
Nov 22, 2001 10:00 AM
|Mr. Ed and Mr. Eddie with a Molteni teammate (nm)||DCW|
Nov 23, 2001 2:11 AM
|Mr. Ed and Mr. Eddy with a Molteni teammate (nm)||DCW|
Nov 23, 2001 2:11 AM
|Canada geese...||Little Pooter|
Nov 22, 2001 11:13 AM
|I had a similar experience with two Canada geese up here in Ontario. As I rode alone, I approached two geese that were standing about 20ft from the road side, I expected them to be spooked and fly away, but instead, they flew first parallel to me and then glided closer and closer until I had one about 3 ft in front of me and maybe 6 ft off the ground, the other was off my left shoulder at about the same distance and height. This continued for about 100 yards until a barking dog scared them away. I had to stop to fully take in the moment and digest what had just happened. The thing I remember most was the sound their wings made as they flew. Amazing. I suppose these geese had some sort of imprinting like the movie "fly away home".
Last weekend I had a near miss with a 10 point buck. He crossed in full stride about 10 ft in front of me. That would have hurt!
|Similar experience with an owl ...||Humma Hah|
Nov 22, 2001 11:36 AM
|... a couple of years back, an owl glided slowly by me and in front of me as I rode my MTB in Los Penesquitos Canyon Reserve. Red-tails, kestrels, and kites are frequently seen there.
When the cruiser was still red, decades ago, it drew the attention of a red-wing blackbird each time I rode past this particular little marsh during nesting season. The bird must have been set off by the color. I'd get dive-bombed for about 0.2 miles.
|re: Rides with hawks||joe-|
Nov 22, 2001 12:32 PM
|did it crap on anyone?|
|re: Rides with hawks||dave woof|
Nov 22, 2001 2:05 PM
|I was dive bombed by a crow once. At first I thought it was a hunters arrow swishing by my head - I look up and the huge crow was coming around back at me. I had a bright orange and yellow jersey on. Must not have liked my team colors.
Scared the pee outtame.
|Had a similar experience with a sloth.||javagenki|
Nov 22, 2001 3:18 PM
|But it was a really, really fast sloth. Actually, I've had the same thing happen with a hawk while riding along the Columbia River in the morning. It took my breath away. What a delight! You are right, Tig, riding with the birds is a graceful inspiration. Gerard Manley Hopkins wrote a poem called "The Windhover" about watching a Kestrel fly early in the morning, "As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding/ Rebuff the big wind. My heart in hiding/ Stirred for a bird, -the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!" I wish you more mornings like these!|
|Horses are unpredictable!||Dutchy|
Nov 22, 2001 5:19 PM
|On Wednesday afternoon I was out riding on a two lane country road, and as I came up to a
small hill a lady was on a horse on the other side of the road coming toward me.
She stopped her horse, waiting for me to pass. I stood up the for the last 30 metres
to crest the hill, doing about 25kph/15mph when suddenly the horse started to go mad. It spun in circles all
over the road. I stopped straight away, but the horse kept freaking out for about a minute
all over the road. Eventually the lady jumped off and fell to the side of the road.
She got up very quickly but still had to work hard to get the damn horse to settle down.
She apologised, I asked was she OK, and said I had never seen a horse react like
that to a bike. She said that the horse is normally fine with bikes.
As I rode off, I looked back and the horse was still very shaken. The lady was very lucky
there was no other traffic, also that the horse didn't trample her.
I realise in cars the need to slow down for horses, but I didn't think I was going fast enough
to spook him.
Has anyone else had any near misses with horses?
|Handling Horses||Terry Brownell|
Nov 22, 2001 6:59 PM
|Best bet is to always say a loud "hello" when approaching a horse. It's the only way the animal can tell you are a person and not some robotic predator made up of what might be a human and a mechanical thing they don't understand. Speaking tells them you are safe and not a threat. However, there is no guarantee - just about anything different (piece of paper, water on the ground, etc.) can set them off. Best bet is to slow down and make sure the animal sees and hears you.|
Nov 23, 2001 7:10 AM
|The horse was spooked because you stood up. When riders stand to pedal, they do usually in a quick, lunge type of movement and exert more force in pedalling. All of this was viewed by the horse as a very serious threat. Horses have personality traits like people do. How a particular horse reacts to an alarming situation, depends on its personal temperment, the skill of their handlers, age, how they've been trained. Believe it or not, horses are quite easily traumatized. One traumatic experience can cause a horse to be spookish for years after. It takes quite a bit of work to despook a skiddish horse.
When I was 13 I received a 3 year old Bar Chip mare as a gift from my parents. She had been mostly neglected and was not trained well or at the right age. She was intelligent, but unruly. She also was very easily spooked. So much so, that riding her near cars was unwise. As I worked on calming and training her, I mostly stuck to wooded trails--these produced plenty of challenges...a fallen tree limb...snakes...birds...the occasional dog or fox. One day, a dirtbike came through and I got the ride of my life! Midnight was small (14.2 hands) but quite fast.
|once chased a jackrabbit||Starliner|
Nov 22, 2001 10:04 PM
|earlier this year I was riding along a country lane when suddenly a jackrabbit jumped out onto the road ahead of me from the right. It took off down the road in the direction I was going, so I decided to jump on my pedals and chase it down. As I got close, it began to veer side to side looking for an exit in the wild oat grass growing along the roadside. Finally, after maybe 20 seconds of total chase, it found a hole and dove off to the side.|
|Dances with wolves...er...moose||Leisure|
Nov 23, 2001 3:53 AM
|My sister told me about how she came around a corner on a trail and bumped into a baby moose. She screamed, and started to turn around, except the moose was just as startled, squealed, and had already taken off up the hill off the trail. So my sister proceeded to finish the trail and, still getting over the incident, told a couple guys there that she saw a moose. One of the guys said, "Yeah, it's still there", at which point my sister turned around to find it standing behind her. The thing had actually followed her the better part of a mile to the end of the trail! I wish I had been there.|| |