Well, day 2 of the Wild Chicks for Freedom went about the same. This morning I had to put them out through their coop door. They stumbled, tumbled, sort of flapped and ran down their long ramp into the yard, where they said, "Oh, here we are in the fun place from yesterday!" They seemed to have no clue as to how they got there.
Tonight I tried to round them up at about 8:40. They were all in the dog house I had put out there for shelter in case of rain, but it was still too early and too light for me to get my hands on them. They ran out of the dog house and I tipped it up on end so they couldn't go back in. I went back out at 9:10 and it was dark enough that I could capture them easily. I put them halfway up the ramp and sort of herded them in, one by one. I don't think they've learned anything yet.
As I recall with the hens I got two years ago, it took them three or four nights to learn to go in the coop at dusk. We'll see how long it will take these little ones. I think part of the problem is the long ramp. It's going to take a while for them to learn to use it. I think I will remove the dog house at about 8 pm, the same time I bring in their feed. Then, with no other option, maybe they'll try the ramp.
In all the excitement of getting the babies in, I forgot to close the door on the other coop. I suddenly thought of it at 10 pm and rushed out there, afraid I would find something eating my chickens. But no, everything was fine, thank goodness.