Man I love it when a plan comes together….
When we got back from our hunting hols we discovered we’d been invaded by a mob of ten mostly juvenile magpies. These 10 birds had moved in and they weren’t going anywhere. But they were acting differently to the norm; instead of coming to the Bluetooth caller and first landing in the tree to scope out what’s what, they were coming in ultra hot, swooping straight for the UE Boom low and fast and often knocking the speaker off the gatepost. If they landed at all it was on the fence right next to the speaker and there’s no safe backstop there (high risk of ricochet). This isn’t the first time I’ve seen this behaviour, but usually it’s a lone bird attacking the speaker only after spending a fair while looking for the “bird” that’s making the noise.
Anyway, lots of aggressive behaviour and very little in the way of calmly sitting on a branch 40m away and allowing me to kill them easily. It was very frustrating. A change of tactics was in order.
I selected a corner of the one fence line with a good backstop, made a log cairn about 4m in front of the strainer post, and put the speaker on the top log. (If you put the speaker on the ground in the grass the acoustics are very poor to the point of useless.) I then cut some branches from windfall limbs that are everywhere after Cyclone Dovi, and carefully laid them against the cairn so the speaker was camouflaged but not covered.
Because the Bluetooth range on the phone is only about 10-12m, I took the one looped 15 minute recording of magpie morning chorus from the Ruapehu - totally different to the calls here and guaranteed to instantly wind up the local birds - and with an .mp3 editor, added 5 minutes of silence in front of the first call. This enabled me to leave the phone playing the .mp3 in the cairn, and enough time to walk back to the well concealed shooting position in the hedge, 60m away, and settle in.
It took about two minutes of Ruapehu magpie to cause the mob to aerially riot. They came hooning in, swooping over the corner of the paddock but unable to pinpoint what it was making the noise. One just needed to land on a fence post… as long as I didn’t have an inexplicable fail, and miss, the rest would ignore the sound of the shot because of their fascination with the new “lie in the grass and flap a bit” game their mate was playing.
And so it began… The first bird landed on a post two down from the strainer, and had about three seconds to consider his options before unexpectedly departing for magpie Valhalla. The rest then followed the plan perfectly, one after the other. A couple were shot on the ground next to their fallen comrades, and the rest off the top of the fence posts. To make this tactical plan even more satisfying, the last two birds were a 2-for-1 off the strainer post, which always puts a smile on my face. So eight bullets and nine birds and there’s still a couple left. It was all over in about five minutes.
Unfortunately I forgot to fully load the mag and bring ammo to my clever tactical plan (doh), so when I got up to go to the shed, that’s when the last remaining bird decided he’d better bugger off sharpish, something was badly wrong. I was very glad I did at least have eight rounds loaded and not only two or three… shan’t do that again.
Great fun before breakfast, good start to another perfect summer day.
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