Showing posts with label Birmingham roller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Birmingham roller. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

25th Hawk loss today

Earlier today, I lost two more kit birds to Hawks. These mark the 24th and 25th confirmed lost kit birds since July and we're not even at the height of the BOP season yet.

The losses included a young Blue Baldhead Blackburn that was still squeaking and a mature Black Baldhead Oddside that I have had high hopes for awhile. These came from two different kits. One would think after suffering a loss in one kit, the next kit out would be home free, but it's not so.

In the meantime, following the second kill, another Cooper's Hawk appeared in a tree out back to eyeball the birds in the lofts.

The Black Bald was mostly James Turner blood and had previously been hit by a Peregrine hen and was lucky enough (at the time, at least) to have been simply drilled into the ground opposed to being snatched or cut up by talons. The bird had since grown pretty hawkwise and had avoided several other attacks by promptly flying to ground or flying into thickly leaved trees to avoid attack.

Ultimately, if something is not done about the Bird of Prey problem, it will probably eventually mean the extinction of the true Birmingham Roller pigeon, as well as other types of performing tumbler pigeons,  due to the fact that Birds of Prey  always tend to seek out the best birds in a kit. As a consequence, many successful roller breeders have chosen to simply give up instead of being defenseless as these over-protected winged demons proceed to cut their kits to pieces. Some of them have even got out of pigeons entirely after it became apparent that even their penned up stock birds were not entirely safe.

Sunday, July 3, 2016

Article by Arthur C. Karp from 1930

West of England Tumbler from 1917
MORE ABOUT ROLLERS
Written by Arthur C. Karp of Cleveland, Ohio
Published by Pigeons of England, March 20, 1930.
 
As the breeding season is again with us, I wish to bring to the minds of roller fanciers the fact that the majority of the so-called “rollers” of today are not genuine rollers as represented, but are none other than the West of England High-flying Tumbler. In the days of the early English fanciers the name “roller” was unheard of, but was then called the tumbler, of which there were two types: the high-flying tumbler, that performed long and often, and the strong-flying tumbler that seldom tipped over.

Fanciers in and around Birmingham, England, organized a club which specialized only in the long-performing tumblers. Fanciers of the Birmingham club would trade or sell off their strong flyers to the West club fanciers, and they again would do likewise. Years later the name of the Birmingham club changed from tumbler to the Birmingham Roller Club, and so the name “tumbler” gave way to “Birmingham Roller.”


During this time the members of the West club had perfected the flying ability of the tumbler to such an extent that they seldom tipped over and would fly from eight to twelve hours, and at times even longer. A large pool, consisting of cash prizes and ribbons, was offered to the fancier whose birds would fly the longest.


Last summer, a few local fanciers visited me, and they talked of forming a roller club. Right then and there I asked what the object of this club was, and their answer was that the club would charge a certain amount each month that would go for the upkeep of the club, and should any money be left, this would go towards a pool that would consist of cash prizes and ribbons and would be given to the fancier who could show the longest fly.


These “flys” would take place on Saturday afternoons or on Sunday mornings, providing the weather permitted, and the winners of the weekly flys would hold a special fly the last Sunday of each month and an extra charge of ten cents per bird would be charged and be awarded to the three fanciers whose birds flew the longest.

Their plan did not favour, so I asked what prize they had to offer for the best exhibitions of combined flying and rolling, disregarding the time limit, and to my surprise their answer was “Oh! We’ve not given this matter a thought, but we will later, providing the other system works satisfactorily.”

The fault with most of the present-day fanciers is that they are forever striving to produce a combination roller that will possess both long-flying ability like those flown by the old West club fanciers and of long-rolling ability, such as the old performing tumbler and the present-day genuine Birmingham Roller. They are like the horseman forever trying to breed a pair of mules. So will the many fanciers who are forever striving to breed this style of roller.
I wonder how many present-day fanciers fully understand the characteristics of the genuine roller. I am quite sure the majority do not, as they are unaware of the fact that the so-called West of England high-flying tumbler and the Birmingham Roller stand now as two individual breeds, due to the breeding tendencies of the early English fanciers.
I have asked a number of these so-called fanciers why they don’t breed more roll into their birds, and their answer was, “Oh, a kit of long rollers don’t fly long enough to suit me and again you lose too many by rolling down.” I will admit a kit of genuine rollers will not hold as long as a kit of strong flyers, as their long and steady performing is bound to tire them out, but on the other hand I will assure the fancier who breeds the strong flyer that he loses far more birds than does the genuine roller fancier.
How often have you heard your neighbour fancier complain of losing ten or twenty birds in a night fly, or that his birds were up several hours when a sudden storm came up and a dozen or more were gone, never to be seen again? Have you ever heard a genuine roller fancier complain about losing ten or twenty birds by rolling down in a single exhibition? “No, not on your life,” and you never will.
What is more beautiful than a kit of genuine rollers leading to the clouds, and while on their way you have the pleasure of seeing the beautiful performance of these little acrobats. How exciting it is to see a bird cutting through the air like a flash of lightning, and before you count two this little fellow is up again in the blue.