How I became a falconer

Around 3:30 pm on a Wednesday afternoon I get a call from my neighbor, Lizzy, who was walking her two Blue Heelers on our farm. My dogs were on a red-tail down near the swamp, they didn’t touch it, but it looks hurt. I wasn’t sure what to do, and I wanted you to know. …

On manning a hawk

Manning a newly trapped hawk is the great pleasure that I most anticipated upon my second year as a falconer. “Manning,” the process by which a wild hawk is acclimatized to humans and handling, is a process of slowly building trust and discipline. The hawk must trust you, at each step, or she will simply …