Helen Macdonald posted a wonderful piece on her blog about beach trapping tundrius peregrines on the barrier beaches of Assateague. She looked at journals and diaries of falconers who were trapping peregrines there in the 1930s and 1940s and the entries she includes from Al Nye, in particular, are great.
“Came right straight to the pigeon,” wrote Nye. “No dilly-dallying, no stooping, right straight to the pigeon. Here I was with very close to a heart-attack, looking through this grass. We had a peregrine, a wild peregrine sitting on my fist two feet away. And I want you to know in all sincerity my heart was pumping like I have never had it pumped before.”
Read Macdonald’s entire post.