ok, so tonight I waited to nearly dark and when I went out there, the hens were pacing and the chicks were pretty frantic. I pulled up a chair and sat at the end of the ramp (the chicken entrance is about 4 feet off the ground, so it is a lonnngggg ramp). Here come the chicks!
In about 3 minutes, ALL of the chicks are on me, chirping in distress. They knew they should be inside. One will hop off and start up the ramp, just as a hen starts for the ramp too - stalemate, the hen makes a run for the chick, the chick screeches and backflails back to me.
I finally get the chicks to settle down (on me, my neck, my arms, my chest, my lap....) and let the hens go in - so then the hens are all in the coop. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to stand up and get all 6 chicks in, but I sort of gather them up in my arms like a basket of laundry and bring them to the hatch - they go in, I shut the door and hurry around to the people entrance. The hens are screeching and caterwauling in outrage.
I go into the coop and it is like a circus - there are chicks falling off the roosts, two are trying to make it onto the big girls roost while the hens defend their roost by pecking, one chick has herself wedged behind a nest box - I'm picking a chick off the window screen (!) when one flies to my shoulder, and then another, and then there are 4 chicks on me, I've got one I'm trying to settle on the roost, and another has made it to the big girls roost and settled in against the wall in a dark corner- the hens are too distracted by the flying missles to notice her.
takes only 15 minutes and a long repetive process of removing a chick from my neck or back or under my hair, and settling her on a roost while the one on the roost lands on my other shoulder, it is so silly I am just laughing - I feel like a christmas tree with ornaments hanging off me all over! It is like a serious case of static cling - those little fuzzballs just keep coming back and thank god it gets darker and the chicks start not flying back up on me. god help me if I had more than 6 chicks, I don't think it is possible!
I leave the one on the hens roost. I don't know whether it got dark enough that the hens didn't notice, or if they just didn't care. Funny thing is, the one on the roost is the one with duct tape ! (see my posts on bloody tails and feather picking)
anyway, 2 nights down, I figure 6 more to go til it settles down.
waiting til it was darker definitely helped.