MrsNorthie
Free Ranging
- May 3, 2023
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That is amazing! The pictures are gorgeous! I am very glad you had your magic scratch supply, I would hate to think how a mom and cubs would react to a band of curious chickens.I have a blackberry story from this week. Well, it's a chicken story that starts out as a berry story, but "bear" with me...
Blackberries ripen here in another couple weeks, but black raspberries and mulberries have already started, which means annual visitors have arrived:
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We'll see bears weekly until wineberries finish up in mid-July. After that, heat drives them back up the mountain.
I've almost run smack into a number of bears while out walking or picking berries, but we don't intentionally get closer than 200', for their safety and ours. These photos are with a 400mm lens from over 250' away. She did have cubs with her.
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I snuck a few feet closer, to the trees by the chickenyard, to photograph the cubs but didn't get any photos of note.
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That's because a) she kept them well hidden, and b) I only had 5 seconds to shoot before a convoy of speckled butts zipped by, cutting a shortcut to the bear family
The Sussex had been enjoying their evening freerange, around a wall of trees, well out of sight (sans their man Andre who doesn't fly over fences as gracefully as they do).
Bears don't usually stick around, and the birds were busy edging raised beds, so I didn't think to shuttle them back to safety behind the electric fence. It wasn't on my radar that they'd rush a family of apex predators.
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Perhaps it should've been. The chickenyard backs up to a game trail, and the chickens occasionally run over for a better look at the wildlife. Here's a blurry photo of them visiting a young buck the other morning.
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I've even seen them follow a bear family along the fence, at a distance. Always with that 6', electrified fence in between, and rest assured all creatures know not to touch the zappy fence.
For whatever reason, I never thought they'd chase wildlife without the fence. In a flash, the Speckles were 50' closer to the bears than I was.
I instinctively started waving arms and clapping to get them to come back. A glare from the mama bear reminded me my behavior was 1,000% more likely to exasperate a bear than change the path of a chicken. So would running to grab the chickens. Fortunately my brain started working again; I whipped around and rushed to Stilton's yard for the jar of scratch.
Merely touching this jar has the magical effect of instantly teleporting nearby chickens to a circle around your feet. So I had to dodge clingy chickens as I rushed back through the trees to where the Speckles would hear me.
They were now 75' from the bears, who were watching the approaching chicken dinners with growing interest. I gave the jar the hardest, loudest shake of its life. True to form, the Speckles made U-turns and fly-galloped tomethe jar. They'll do anything for that scratch. I mix in a handful of raisins, and they act like they've won the lottery when they get one.
No idea what the outcome would've been without magic scratch. The Speckles could use a close call to rein them in, but a black-bear close call wasn't the kind of teaching moment I wanted for these sassypants.
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You are really making me want to add some Speckeles to my group! They are so gorgeous! Before I fall further victim of Chicken math, I need more land, set back from the road so they can free range.
We were looking at properties in Eastern TN, for more acreage, woods mountains, and seasons. The problem is, I don't think this is the time to buy or sell.