I didn't know you were a follower of the blue tip flame cult.
Shucks, wish I could join. Murdering mites by fire sounds satisfying.
We've been dealing with northern fowl mites for the first time in years

An important difference from red mites being that northern fowl mites
do complete their lifecycles on chickens, so using flamethrowers would result in fried chicken.
The a-holes haven't shown their microscopic faces here since Mitesplosion 2020, a fiasco that left me with an obsessive daily mite-check habit, which is how I found mites on chicken-zero this time before they spread to anybirdy else.
The bird in question? Who else but the Mighty Mitey Andre the Giant Chicken?
When hip problems set in, he started roosting on the floor, so I gave him a tumbling mat. He likes it very much. So do mites.
Our mites loiter on some materials more than others, like plastic and new lumber. Here's a closeup of the waterer in the top-left above Andre. The tiny spots in this photo run around if you blow on them.
I guess I could throw a flame here, but I have a mite-murdering system in place: permethrin dust for coops & chickens, and the most affected bird receives 2-3 courses of the topical treatment that shall not be named. It's a last resort but a miracle for someone like Andre who can't preen thoroughly. Anyway, that's my experience, after many lessons learned during Mitesplosion 2020, which stretched
9 months, a horrible masterclass in northern fowl mites.
This time, it took just 10 days of dusting and cleaning to start finding ≤6 mites daily. I haven't uncovered a single mite in 36 hours and haven't detected any among Stilton's or Merle's groups. It's not over, but the progress is a great relief. Especially for no-longer-itchy Andre.
As has been pointed out on this thread, spare coops are a wonderful thing. Dre's Baes avoided infestation by moving back to their mite-free bachelorette coop for now. Their roost and bumbums got poofs of permethrin dust every 1-2 days.
Here they are triple checking that they can't roost with the big fella before toddling to their coop. Andre doesn't tread them much, so they were able to keep foraging together by day at least. Every morning, Andre dances all the way across the yard to greet them. It's a sight.
It helped that we keep clean coops and do quarterly preventative dusting of roosting areas and nesting boxes, more habits learned from Mitesplosion. I had dusted Andre's mat but must've too light. A problem since rectified.
Best of luck to all those battling these tiny jerks using our chickens as meals without consent
