Falconry stuff, part deux (allegedly, I'm qualified!)

Hello all!

Some time back, early on in my apprenticeship, a hijack* occurred… I think the subject came up in another thread or two, and people expressed some interest, so I started a thread to talk about it.

I received word yesterday that my sponsor recommended me for graduation to general status, and today my updated license arrived in the mail! As of today, I am officially a state and federally licensed general falconer, a license class I will hold for a minimum of five years before I am eligible for a master class license. It’s a big accomplishment, and I’m proud of it, but it’s by no means the end of the road.

Currently my hunting partner is a female red tailed hawk, Galatea. She has just recently completed her first moult, making her officially a “1x intermewed passage hawk”. Today we had our first session of creance work in preparation for the coming season, we’ll have a few weeks of conditioning… and hopefully we’ll be back in the field and making some bunnies sweat within the next few weeks!

So… I don’t know if folks still have an interest, but I’d be happy to do another round if anyone is. I’m another two years into practice, which certainly doesn’t make me an expert, but at least I can say that I’m reasonably pleased to be able to look back over the other discussion without having embarrassed my apprentice self too badly :slight_smile:

A handful of photos, just because:

First free flight
Eating from the glove
Rathawkers extraordinaire!
At Shotgun Creek
Happy hawk, wagging tail

Poking around I found this thread from earlier this year. If that OP is still posting, feel free to come on in and join the party!
So, uh, I guess I’ll stop there just to avoid tedious wankerdom… anyone up for some hawk talk? :smiley:

  • PS: CannyDan if you’re still around, I totally missed the last few posts in that thread… but nice call :wink:

a) Congratulations!
b) You have an absolutely gorgeous partner.
c) I envy the bejaysus out of you.

Okay, not so much c) — while it’s an occupation (can’t really call it a “hobby”) that has fascinated me since I was a wee Ottlet, I’m well aware that I have far too little time and energy to devote to it. In addition, with all possible respect to Galatea, I’m more drawn to falcons than to hawks; and that doesn’t pair up well with my acrophobia. But I do have some (small) understanding of what you’ve accomplished thus far, and I salute you.

(By the way, did I mention that Galatea is gorgeous?)

Hey, thanks!
I think she’s pretty fine-lookin’, too, though I freely admit I may be biased on this matter. :wink:

The bit about your acrophobia made me laugh… yeah, I guess that might be a conflict of interests. Falcons (longwings) are awfully pretty to watch at work, but it bums me out that hunting with them is more or less always a one-shot deal. You get one quick opportunity for a good slip over waterfowl, and that’s that. Plus, you have a tiny window for a hunting season.
With broadwings I can go for an all-day hike and chase bunnies all day long, all year 'round… and maybe even tackle waterfowl and upland game birds, if it turns out she’s got the chops!
Speaking of which, I was just thinking I should have titled this “part ducks” as a virtual fist-shake toward our next major challenge :slight_smile:

How whole is the animal that the hawk brings back? Is it edible or is it just a mass of blood and bone? Can the hawk be trained to target just rabbits, or is it a crap shoot. I have a horrible mental picture of the hawk showing back up carrying a yorkie. :eek:

Oh, good questions, though this might wind up a long answer to a short question.

In most circumstances, the hawk doesn’t carry the prey, for a couple different reasons. First of all, we train them to “go to ground” with quarry, which basically means that when she nails something, she pins it down to the ground, hangs on for dear life if it’s not already dead, and waits for backup to arrive. This is in direct opposition to what they’d normally do, which is to target the easiest prey and get up off the ground as quickly possible. Sitting on a jackpot prey item (particularly a partly-incapacitated, bleeding and flailing one) is like a neon sign to other predators that lunch is on. However, if she were to pick up and carry her catch, there’d be no way I could be on the spot to assist in the dispatch if she needed help, and frequently she does.

Secondly, the primary goal in all of this is to be catching larger, better-quality game than the hawk is capable of catching and killing on her own. That’s part of the benefit of sticking with me–in the wild most of her meals would be mice, voles, little stuff. She eats a whole lot better with my help, which is why she makes the choice to hunt in a cooperative partnership. An adult rabbit or hare is much too big for her to pick up and carry away, and much of the time too big for her to kill on her own. What they do catch they don’t usually eat much of right then and there; once they’ve eaten, they’re done hunting for the day. Also, we discourage them from hunting snack-sized critters because what happens in that case is that the hawk goes up to the top of a greeeeat big tall tree, packs her crop full, tucks one foot up snugly in her breast feathers and stays put for the next two days (curses), and also packrats just don’t make good eatin’, relatively speaking ;).
The problems around catching carrying-sized prey is also why fishers like sea eagles (balds) and osprey don’t make good falconry partners. They yoink their prey right out of the water and up into the nearest tree–my services would be of no benefit to them.

“Carrying” is mostly considered a vice for the reasons mentioned, though folks practicing sparrowhawking or chasing similar quarry will frequently train the pocket-sized longwings to carry to glove with their catch. Spotting a teentsy little falcon on the ground can be difficult in any kind of cover.

The answer to the question about what they can be trained to catch depends on the species, the falconer, and the individual bird. In the US we are fortunate to have an abundant, hardy, extremely versatile game hawk in the red-tailed hawk. A good red-tail is just about as good as it gets in terms of a hunting partner. They are brave, strong, sizable enough to take on most quarry, and game enough to chase down just about anything they think they can kill (and a few things they certainly can’t, but will sure take a stab at). As Xema said in the other thread, they are somewhat lacking in “exotic” sex-appeal which matters to some people, but for a hunting partner there’s just about no better hawk anywhere in the world.
US falconers fly RTHs over everything from rats and rabbits to squirrels, game birds, waterfowl, even foxes. Each type of quarry demands a totally different set of hunting skills and talents. The reason it is so notable for a RTH to be versatile in that way, is that mostly raptors are very specialized birds–like little, feathered hunting machines finely honed to a very specific task. Most species will target either fur or feathers but not both, and within those groups most species will target whatever quarry they’ve evolved to chase. Entering a bird to “nontraditional” quarry (training it to catch things it wouldn’t likely chase in the wild) is sometimes a hallmark of serious success.

On the topic of yorkies, well, that’s a tricky one. I wouldn’t expect, say, a gyrfalcon tuned in to waterfowl to show the slightest interest in a little, scurrying brown dog. If I saw one running around while in the company of a goshawk or RTH I’d be hanging on tight to the jesses for the reasons mentioned above, though the likelihood of encountering a small pet dog on a hunt is not high. We try to curb the tendency to chase non-game (or more properly non-quarry) species by keeping a tight hold on them any time we’re around anything we don’t want them to chase, and rewarding them for chasing the things we do.

Oh, another hawking thread! :::bounces up and down with glee!:::

What a magnificent bird. If you remember me, I’m a parrot keeper, which is an entirely different sort of relationship with a feathered creature, but I do enjoy hearing about your avocation. I just like birds, I guess.

Hooray!!!

Yes, of course I do remember you… crazy psittacine keepers with their terrifying birds, you people are nuts :wink: :smiley:

I’m sure Paul in Qatar will want to see this thread. :slight_smile:

A friend of mine went on a hawking day. He got on fine with the hawk until the hawk decided that his beard would make fine nesting material. :smiley:

Tell me, though, does the hawk know you? Does Galatea know when you’re pleased with her? And vice versa?

Pretty cool and congratulations! I think it would be cool to work with them (but I fear, not enough to spend the time…)

He’s got an African Gray, yeah? Adventurous souls :wink:

Is your friend Peter Griffin? :smiley:

She “knows” me in the sense that she knows I won’t hurt her, and that I am the ultimate source for food and good hunting. It’s a purely business relationship. I don’t know if she knows if I’m pleased with her performance or not, but even if she knows it she absolutely does not care. My opinions and desires are completely irrelevant to her. That being said, I can handle her in ways she wouldn’t allow another human, but that’s due to trust and desensitization, rather than affection, so to speak.
The only way I know if she is pleased with me, is that she doesn’t rake off* into the wild blue yonder at the first possible opportunity. I earn her continued presence by being useful tech support, and the minute I stop being useful to her, she’ll be gone.

ETA: *“rake” here means to fly away in an unexpected direction. To “rake up”, “rake off”, “rake out” and “rake away” all designate different behaviors in different contexts.

Do falconry birds ever reproduce while partnered with humans? (I wanted to say “in captivity” but since they birds do have the option to leave I don’t this “captive” is the right word). It seems unlikely, but such birds no doubt do have the desire to reproduce.

Thanks, Khadaji!

Broomstick: nope, it’s illegal to breed raptors held on a falconry permit. You have to hold a “captive raptor propagation permit” from the feds, along with whatever relevant state licensing might apply. Falconry birds and propagation birds can be moved from one license to another, but they’re definitely regulated separately.
Should the bird decide that starting up a family is a higher priority, they can and sometimes do disappear on their own when the season is right. It doesn’t happen very often, though.

They don’t ever accidentally breed, either–they’re always housed so that no birds ever come into physical contact with each other, mostly because the likelihood is far more that they’ll hurt or kill each other than accidentally breed. Mews setups may have one long perch with birds tethered at spaced intervals in the same “room”, but they’re always tethered far enough apart so that no contact is ever possible.

Thanks, that’s quite interesting.

With parrots you do have to be careful introducing new birds, and they do occasionally kill each other. Needless to say, this can horrify the less informed, who are shocked those cute, feathered little things are capable of murder but even small cage birds are quite adequately supplied with weaponry by nature. I had one of my lovebirds kill another lovebird, for example (in self defense - the one bird attacked the other and got her neck broken for it). With raptors, which as you point out are feathered killing machines, the hazards and risks of bird to bird contact are presumably higher.

Fortunately, with my flock the battles are using dominance and largely show, but I have had birds severely injured by other birds, aside from that one fatal incident.

I believe he had to find Onan another home, unfortunately. :frowning:

Allow me to add a “w00t!”, as I always enjoy hearing about your unusual vocation and at least try not to think of Hodgesaaargh every single time I see you post. :smiley:

I have no questions, I just wanted to tell you how beautiful she is, and I hope you have a long enjoyable partnership.

(Chimera makes a bunch of noises that can only be construed as pleasure, awe and jealousy, coming from someone rendered incapable of speech.)

Partly it’s the weapons at their disposal, but also they’re just not social beings. I assume parrots have “friends” or are social in groups, but raptors just don’t develop relationships with other birds besides their mate. To most species of hawk, another hawk is either a mate or a rival, and if it’s a rival the preferred state is “dead”.

People do occasionally fly hawks in teams, called a “cast”* of hawks, but it’s a real gamble. Harris’ Hawks of course are great for this, but occasionally people will fly RTHs or other birds in a cast with some success. I know two of the most accomplished eagle-hawkers in the US who flew a cast of goldens together for many years, a male/female pair. One day the hen just got cranky, crabbed** the tiercel and killed him.

That could not have been easy :frowning:

Thanks for the w00ts, Chimera and whiterabbit, too :):):)***

*“cast” here means a hunting pair, or brace of hawks, but in other contexts can mean to physically restrain a hawk, the act of chucking up a bone/fur pellet, the pellet itself, or the act of putting your hawk in the air.

**crabbing means to grapple mid-air.

***am I abusing smilies yet? I luves them :wink:

Some more photos and stuff, just 'cause!
Friends:

This is my friend Chris, and his goshawk, Harlot. When your bird makes a kill, you must at some point take the juicy critter away from them and hide it out of sight. This takes some skill, good timing and an excellent sleight of hand.

Most birds don’t know the difference. For a hawk, out of sight is completely out of mind. Except for goshawks. Here’s a mad gos who knows she’s been robbed.

One of the (many) reasons to go through all the trouble… so I can spend all my time in places like this.

Mr. Hoyer setting off with Conchita the Harris’ Hawk and the beagle posse. That gent is seventy five years old. At the end of last season he climbed up to, and dragged my hawk out of, the top of a sizable tree where she was cozied up with a very large packrat :smack:. Mr. Hoyer is my hero.

Conchita stooping. I was a heartbeat early–had I been just a tenth of a second later with the camera you’d have seen a beautiful teardrop stoop. I don’t know if you can tell what’s going on from her silhouette, but effectively she launches herself up and over-backward, then tucks her wings and falls straight down. Can you spot the unfortunate rodent? :slight_smile:

Success! Conchita breaking in. That behavior, spreading her wings to hide her prey, is called “mantling”. She’s doing it because of that suspicious character with the camera hovering behind her, who might swipe her tasty meal.

My sponsor’s husband stooping a peregrine falcon to a duck lure.

Gyrfalcon Magic and baby Peregrine Stormy. Gyrs and Peres are two of the truly traditional birds of classical falconry practice. Gyrs were falcons of kings and emperors; in some time periods the penalty for possession of a falcon above your social status was death. In keeping with that tradition, in many states only master class falconers are licensed to hold them. Many of the “newer” falconry hawks which have only been used for some hundreds of years rather than thousands don’t have specific names for gender or age-state, but most of the falcons do. A male Gyr is called a gyrkin (“jerkin”), the word “tiercel” classically designates a male peregrine falcon, though it’s commonly used now for most male hawks.
Peres were recently de-listed as an endangered species. Mine was one of the first states to open wild-take of peregrines, issuing only three individual trapping permits statewide. Stormy was one of the first wild-take falconry peregrines in the country. Many of the “old guys” told me, when all this happened, that in their young days hawking they truly never expected to see a wild peregrine again… much less have the opportunity to fly one. As it goes: see a peregrine, thank a falconer :).

Yes, parrots are very social, even more so than humans. Many parrot species also operate on a “buddy” system, teaming up with another parrot and the two stick to each other like glue. If one is out of sight of the other “contact calls” are sent out, often at an ear-splitting volume. Then, of course, all the pairs bunch up into flocks. The “buddies” are usually a male/female mated pair but if a mate is not available then they pair off with whoever is available regardless of gender, and even regardless of species sometimes. Of course, it’s all the fault of the hawks. :stuck_out_tongue:

That’s one reason why parrots can be pets - they are are geared to constant companionship. In fact, one problem with parrot ownership is that the parrot’s desire to have their human buddy around 24/7 can wind up feeling overwhelming to the human involved, and why it is often suggested that you have more than one bird. It’s also why parrots can make good companions for shut-ins and lonely old ladies.

Naturally, a wild animal that is solitary by nature does not make a good pet. Although the “business arrangement” between falconer and hawk can be of benefit to both parties it remains strictly business.

I just want to say that those pictures of birds you’ve posted are absolutely lovely. I’m sure some of the benefits to the hawks is good care, shelter, sufficient food, and treatment of injuries all of which results in a healthy bird with brilliant plummage.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… I would be a rotten parrot parent.

:slight_smile:
You’re kind to say it. This is more or less the highest compliment a falconer can get. Any of your colleagues can tell in an instant by the condition of your hawk what kind of falconer you are; for a bird to be “feather perfect” is one of the highest marks of diligence and success. It only comes from a bird who has been kept perfectly, eaten well, and, most importantly, hunted hard and often. Even if otherwise kept properly, a bird that sits around a mews and acts as a fashion accessory will not have the same “glow” of good health about their feather coat that an active gamehawk does, because they’re not in good muscle condition.