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Well unfortunately this advertisement lends favour to the many that decry many of their claims.... Like the Nationals winners. Most don't believe. simple as that... Now we know he - David the father actually won one... and a couple of sections. But like Dean pallet will tell you, if you race the birds and sell them, the loft must be winning! Simple that.... so if you move, or whatever reason you won't be.... don't race. Simple that too. Only National winner I have seen personally, for instance, that any other has given credit to his birds was Dakin... 25% on the mother side.... rest 75% his soojogn etc. Have seen counless of queries, none answered. Seen, like most of you have, Mark etc. in debates.... but never ever actually answer the question. He may have somewhere, and I'm not living in his back pocket.... But If I won a national. I'd like the bird to get the merit, and what strain etc. and who bred the parents, etc. Even greater advertising. I could, like you all again, spout 100's of 'merchants feathers' that have done well, and are only too glad to tell you 'Whose / Strain and who has done well with them etc. etc Good buisnessman that is a natural 'Politician' as far as I am concened. Ahd you know, a good flyer will win with half decent birds. A great flyer even better... Yes, the add will sell them a lot more youngsters and that's for sure! Do I believe these national tales? Personally I think they would embellish 'Walter Mittee'. And the vast majority of fanciers believe that also... but if 5%, 2% or less even believe and buy.... then that is one hell of a lot of pigeons sold. JMO

Must disagree with owen. Any bird worth it's salt - on correct system - will pee 500 miles on the day... all things being equeal. Won't lose any any good and thets fer sure.

So true, so very true ... I often fear for I.B. Again on a slightly different note, and not distracting, but says a lot for the 'Love of Home and Safety' Then contentment before you will win zilch.

Well done Ireland, and so pleased for you. Well deserved.... and as I have stated a few time, too long coming and too often given away. Well done.

Last part of relevance in regards Les' post '.... if the hawk grabs one of the birds that are out ,it dont always have a meal but because it tried and failed it flys away with a big problem atached to its self and can never kill again .like i said i live of the land and know a trick or two .[AND IT IS A LEAGAL TRICK] with no come backs and just incase you have not realised .every time you let your birds into the big wide word you are sending them to their death [just like me ] but mine have more chance than yours of survival Now the simple reality is thus!!! If more took note of Les, and indeed applied his proven, legal and sensible advice, there would unquestionably be a lot less (No pun intended lol) of a Hawk Problem. Simple fact. yes most whine and whinge the same ole story and do nowt. Time not only to smell the coffee I thinks, but drink a cup of it! :( Or sit back and accept :o

Yep says that he isn't enjoy any healh at moment, let alone good health. I wish him health as I quite liked him and his imput.

Agree somewhat with some of Swilcox's posts. But was always told, that to build ANY family, for any type of didtance that one is interested in racing, Distance need to be the main stay. One can win with distances birds at any distance.... Natrix etc. for Biss was a good at 50 milers. Indeed often on at the 50 miles before main season and as a bonus at seasons ends I read.

Well was trying to confirm. As for when it does read first of as recent. But of course, whenever it was written, it was inded then recent.

Is this true? Racing pigeons drown as tide covers trailer TWO pigeon fanciers who fell asleep after parking their trailer with 450 prize birds near the mouth of a Scottish river, woke up to find that 120 of the birds had met a watery grave. The racing pigeons, worth thousands of pounds, had drowned as the tide came in and lapped over the trailer. The men, from the Stranraer area, had parked their car and trailer near the mouth of the river Annan, at Annan in Dumfries and Galloway, and had settled down to wait until it was time to release the birds for a race across the Solway Firth to Wigton in Cumbria. But they fell asleep while waiting for the race to start. They woke in the middle of the night to find water lapping around their legs. The embarrassed pair managed to wade ashore and raise the alarm at a nearby cottage. But by the time help arrived the car was nearly submerged, the trailer partly covered by the tide and 120 pigeons in the lower decks of the trailer had drowned. A police spokesman said the men, who have not been named, were shocked, but unhurt.

If you had a glass top on the crate, they'll never cicle, just head straight off. likewise if they can see out the top to a good degree. Now on race das they won't have that :-/ Mostly when in form and confident the youngster will head of in the opposite direction. Likewise, was always told it was every time, they head back to the liberation point of the basket... have seen this of course, but sceptical as to every time.

Now that I do agree with.

Me, the shorter starting in training means the more losses. Once finished ranging 25 - 30 or more in any direction. Two or three more in different directs, a 60 miler and they can more than hold their own at any distance. I usually start them of - when I can be bother to race youngster - at 112 South and 125 miles North first race. Have no qualms whatsoever in switching roads at any time, or distance. Gary Edmunds, ad a few others only ever trained ANY bird any Age 20 miles. Gary said '20 miles and they can go any race... once raced at any distance that can go any where. Best fancier I've every know barr none. Likewise Brian Hawkes, and few good ole timers just went 20 miles with y/b's and every day 20 miles when they could afford it. Gosh, what are we here? Don't een understand, nor know how the home, so all is for own benefits, thoughts! And Timbarr, pigeon don't ever fly in a straight line of course, Wind one way they do an arc, like a bow from one point to another. Wind other side, then the arc is the other side. they also constantley zig - zag. Yes we see them swoop over and head as in a straight line.... But they are in a curve regardless how long the curve.

Youngster range 60 - 70 miles od more from their loft.

AQctually they are Harvey Liar Jokes. Spinsky use to have them .... posibly still does on his pigeon site. But I still get a laugh out of them lol.

Two things of fact... a pigeon on 1760 per minute can be a quarter of a mile behind and still trap and beat a manual 9Some a Manual Clocke HAS to fly faster, and No system as often quoted will make the bird fly faster!. Secondarily, a manual has to be held / contained to have the rubbe taken of. Then if released could fly upon the roof. ET a bird can come back really hyped up and land on board...then go upon the roof for ten minutes.... race lost. With an ET it would have timed in... race once. Seems like - as I forecasted the ET brigade now want their cake and eat it. I have the ET and will willingly give any manual clocker 17 seconds o the first bird and 3 seconds everyone there after. I am also more than happy to have my attenna INSIDE the loft so a bird is a captive. But then, I suppose I am just being fair minded and truthful... FEELING I have enough benefits and advantages without screwing the nut. Further still I am aware of the dissent, and want ALL to stay in the sport! And no I don't want to hear crap scenario's of Everyone should have one... for several reasons that is not possible for many, and well we all know. Yes it is here, about time the ET brigade play fair and stopped screw the have Not's. But selfishness with prevail and the sport will suffer because of it, and then another lame crap excuse will be bleated 'They would have left anyway! Ok that should relay and make the conscience slep easy! Yes it is a good thing, has many benefits, and the MANUAL clocker knows that better than anyone! Just time to stop rubbing it in I say!!!

A lot of debate for the Deals to be done though.

The financial crisis explained in simple terms. ___________________________________ Heidi is the proprietor of a bar in Berlin . In order to increase sales, she decides to allow her loyal customers - most of whom are unemployed alcoholics - to drink now but pay later. She keeps track of the drinks consumed on a ledger (thereby granting the customers loans). Word gets around and as a result increasing numbers of customers flood into Heidi's bar. Taking advantage of her customers' freedom from immediate payment constraints, Heidi increases her prices for wine and beer, the most-consumed beverages. Her sales volume increases massively. A young and dynamic customer service consultant at the local bank recognizes these customer debts as valuable future assets and increases Heidi's borrowing limit. He sees no reason for undue concern since he has the debts of the alcoholics as collateral. At the bank's corporate headquarters, expert bankers transform these customer assets into DRINKBONDS, ALKBONDS and PUKEBONDS. These securities are then traded on markets worldwide. No one really understands what these abbreviations mean and how the securities are guaranteed. Nevertheless, as their prices continuously climb, the securities become top-selling items. One day, although the prices are still climbing, a risk manager (subsequently of course fired, due his negativity) of the bank decides that slowly the time has come to demand payment of the debts incurred by the drinkers at Heidi's bar. However they cannot pay back the debts. Heidi cannot fulfill her loan obligations and claims bankruptcy. DRINKBOND and ALKBOND drop in price by 95 %. PUKEBOND performs better, stabilizing in price after dropping by 80 %. The suppliers of Heidi's bar, having granted her generous payment due dates and having invested in the securities are faced with a new situation. Her wine supplier claims bankruptcy, her beer supplier is taken over by a competitor. The bank is saved by the Government following dramatic round-the-clock consultations by leaders from the governing political parties. The funds required for this purpose are obtained by a tax levied on the non-drinkers. Finally . . . an explanation I understand.

Will Rogers, who died in a plane crash with Wylie Post in 1935, was probably the greatest political sage this country has ever known. Enjoy the following: 1. Never slap a man who's chewing tobacco. 2. Never kick a cow chip on a hot day. 3. There are 2 theories to arguing with a woman...neither works. 4. Never miss a good chance to shut up. 5. Always drink upstream from the herd. 6. If you find yourself in a hole, stop digging. 7. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it and put it back in your pocket. 8. There are three kinds of men: The ones that learn by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence and find out for themselves. 9. Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment. 10. If you're riding' ahead of the herd, take a look back every now and then to make sure it's still there. 11. Lettin' the cat out of the bag is a whole lot easier then putting it back in. 12. After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring. He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him. The moral: When you're full of bull, keep your mouth shut. ABOUT GROWING OLDER... First ~ Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it. Second ~ The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for. Third ~ Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know "why" I look this way. I've travelled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved. Fourth ~ When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra. Fifth ~ You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks. Sixth ~ I don't know how I got over the hill without getting to the top. Seventh ~ One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young. Eighth ~ One must wait until evening to see how splendid the day has been. Ninth ~ Being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable. Tenth ~ Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft. Today it's called golf . And finally ~ If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old.

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Fine... as long as the debate doesn't become obnoxious and boring in trying to force an answer that is A. Irrelevant and B. nothing to do with the site members, let alone of an interest!. If the code of ethics is applied in the spirit it is intended, then of course members would know -even if they so choose to ignore - when the line as been drawn. And really, badgering, imploring when 2cent of sense, and common decency tells them otherwise, is the cancer of a site. Not the debates, heated or otherwise, as these only further embellish the site. I feel the adage of ‘ It is fine to disagree, but not to be disagreeable'. And two many try to enforce unworthy and futile 'Causes' when just 1cent of an IQ tells everyone else that it is a no hoper. Indeed they should first off explain why they wish to 'Dogmatic' even if folly wise they come across as stupid. Like this post, if interested, fine, speak up and debate... if not, or aren't interested, look in and just leave.

Have the same in the stock loft... feel two hens have laid in same nest.... never bothered to check if fertile... time will tell.... only one hen sits. C what transpire eh!

eh ;D ;D and low IQ it would also appear lol ;D ;D ;D Good chewing to the both of you lol.

Making a baby. There is not one dirty word in it, and it is funny!-- The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, 'Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon.' Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. 'Good morning Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to ...' 'Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.' 'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?' 'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat.' After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?' 'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.' 'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!' 'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.' 'My, that's a lot!', gasped Mrs. Smith. 'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.' 'Don't I know it,' said Mrs. Smith quietly. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said. 'Oh, my God!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat. 'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.' 'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith. 'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look.' 'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement. 'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.' Mrs. Smith leaned forward. 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh . . . equipment?' 'It's true, Ma'am, yes . . . Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.' 'Tripod?' 'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.' Mrs. Smith fainted.

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Your best pigeon is always the ONEW that is In the loft... ;D ;D