Accipitrarius Sordidatus

This is the time of year where I usually hang it up for the season.  Our March winds blow hard and almost daily.  Add to that the dozens of family activities, and I usually find myself with fewer opportunities to get out.  It becomes almost impossible to find enough hours in the day to react quickly enough when the infrequent hole in the wind appears.

It might be different this time around.   Daylight savings time begins tomorrow.  We’ll have an extra hour to watch and prepare for a sudden drop in wind near sunset.

So, this year I haven’t stopped.  Well, not completely.  As I said previously, Charlie is taking a break.  He has to get ready to start flying again in mid-summer when the birds come to snatch the ripening grapes and berries at the local farms and vineyards.

I have given Smash a bit more than a week’s rest.   I started taking his weight up right after his big day a couple of weeks ago.  We hunted once last Sunday, but it was obvious he was not as interested.  Tomorrow he will be back in the killing zone.

And, if the forecast holds, the wind will co-operate, too.

I guess that’s a roundabout way to say that I’m not calling an end to the season any time soon.