We had a company putting tournament on the RCGA 18 hole putting course.
At the end of the 9th me and my foursome retire to the club house for some drinks and theres a bird in a tree that keeps flying over my head and hovering then returning to his tree.
Fine . . . weird by fine.
We decide to continue to the 10th hole when I see a fast moving shadow and feel a wap on the side of my head . . . WTF!?!
I look around just in time to see the shadow and I get hit in the head again.
I spin around and start taking off because this bird really hates me . . . I look back and see this thing flying right at my face. I of course dive for the turf and then take off and stand halfway down the fairway.
The bird lands and starts walking towards me. I pull my club back and this thing takes off and dive bombs me again. I don't swing my club, maybe my compassion is showing through. I take off for the end of the fairway it lands on its tree and calmly watches as four other people walk by its tree.
Either Alfred Hitchcock is laughing in its grave or mother nature has targeted me for a feathery death.
I've never had this happen before.
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I don't swing my club, maybe my compassion is showing through.
You had me believe this was a true story, until this line. (Just kidding Capt'n).
I played Woodside in Airdrie yesterday, and on the 5th hole I think, I saw a blakbird dive bomb the threesome playing behind us. Didn't bother me and my buddy, but went at these guys pretty hard.
I've been dive bombed by a hawk when I walked to close to its nest when I was playing McCall lake a couple years back, I have a feeling this could be the same and the bird felt you were threatening its nest. I'm no fowl expert but thats my guess.
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This story reminds me of the time we went to Seaworld in San Diego. My family and I were enjoying some lunch on a nice sunny afternoon when out of nowhere a seagull swooped in and stole my brother's sandwich.
You had me believe this was a true story, until this line. (Just kidding Capt'n).
I played Woodside in Airdrie yesterday, and on the 5th hole I think, I saw a blakbird dive bomb the threesome playing behind us. Didn't bother me and my buddy, but went at these guys pretty hard.
I played Woodside in Airdrie on Saturday. It was the 6th hole, the uphill dogleg left par 4. I was walking past the water on the left side of the fairway and got dive-bombed by one of the red-winged blackbirds. Must have been a little too close to it's nest.
Hit me in the back of the head and when I looked up it was coming in again. Gave my 9-iron a quick swing out of reflex and ran off like a little girl. The bird didn't follow me but attacked one of my playing partners instead.
There is also a nest on the Par-4 11th at Woodside, near the water on the right. I avoided that one cause I saw the bird ahead of time.
One day at McCall we were waiting for a slow group in front of us. The group behind must have thought we were just screwing around and purposefully launched a ball at us. We picked his ball up off the fairway and threw it in a water hazard. While doing so a blackbird nearly bombed us. We watched from the next tee box as the bag was actually attacked by the bird. He chased it with his putter. We cheered for the bird.
I've seen this a lot in Australia. For some reason the Blackbirds over there are super aggressive around their nests. A lot of people that commute by cycle paint eyes on the backs of their helmets so it looks like you have eyes on the back of your head, and the birds don't peck you (as much).
I've been dive bombed more than once and it scares the sheeeeiiite outta you.
I saw this happen twice in my neighborhood this weekend. But it was by crows. They didn't make contact but they swoop down over peoples heads. It happened to me a couple years back. This poor lady the other day got chased nearly 2 blocks by the thing. It is kind of creepy.
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A few weeks after crashing head-first into the boards (denting his helmet and being unable to move for a little while) following a hit from behind by Bob Errey, the Calgary Flames player explains:
"I was like Christ, lying on my back, with my arms outstretched, crucified"
-- Frank Musil - Early January 1994
One time when I was golfing in Palm Springs, I was having a lunch break after the ninth hole, and a crow was eyeballing my sandwich. He flew straight at me, grabbed the sandwich with his talons (while it was still in my mouth) and we had a power struggle over who would be finishing the sandwich and go home happy. Needless to say, the sandwich was strewn about the concourse. And since I don't eat food off the floor, he won. I HATE BIRDS.
I had that happen once at I think McKenzie Meadows when I was a kid. I flew it right into the trees and right when I was going to swing the bird hit me from behind. Frig... I was so scared I ran off and just took a drop haha.
Protected and endangered are two different things. There is an abundance of Wild Roses in Alberta but you can't pick them because they are protected provincially.
I played Woodside in Airdrie on Saturday. It was the 6th hole, the uphill dogleg left par 4. I was walking past the water on the left side of the fairway and got dive-bombed by one of the red-winged blackbirds. Must have been a little too close to it's nest.
May have been close to, but not quite the same hole. It was in the tree, right of the green of the par 3, with the fountain, and by HWY 567. I assumed it was half way around the front 9... but not sure which hole.
The bird was attacking the golfers walking with their pull carts as they walked from the tee box to the green.
Maybe that's why we weren't attacked, as we had a power cart... and I think we avoided the right side of the fairway/green.
Its the birds
