My friend who keeps Light Sussex chickens called me up and said he was coming to Bristol to do a bit of shopping and asked if I was going to be at the allotments. He doesn't come to Bristol often but when he does we try to meet up.
We got chatting about chickens and he mentioned that I didn't seem particularly pleased with the current set up. I've known him a long time and I told him what was and is on my mind that I haven't mentioned to anyone else.
I'm not sure I've done the right thing with the chickens.
I've done the free range bit with heritage breeds and mixes. I love it under the right circumstances but that's not what I'm dealing with at the allotments.
I am completely against the coop and run chicken keeping model.
Getting them out for a few hours each day helps, but it just isn't the same as dawn to dusk ranging on a large property.
What I've enjoyed most at the allotments has been caring for the Ex Battery hens. There is just nothing like watching these poor creatures learn that there is more to chicken life than bare floors. feed trays and early death. My heart wants to go back to keeping Ex Battery hens, preferably with a Red Sex Link rooster that has ranged. There are a few around. I know where I could pick one up tomorrow if I wished.
Yes I've improved the lives of Henry, Fret and Carbon and Mow and Dig could have hatched into much worse circumstances. Yes I care for them deeply, but thinking about Lima and the wonderfull transformation she underwent at the allotments and many of the others who tend to come to mind when I think of that time, the satsfaction and feeling that I have given rather than taken has so far been unmatched.
Ex Battery chickens are not for everyone. Many try and end up saying never again, it was all too heartbreaking. I'm still standing and the allotments with me getting them out for a few hours makes a massive difference to their last years.
There you have it. A manwho feels he may have lost his direction.