The magpie strikes again!

The magpie strikes again!  Only this time, it wasn’t an attack on me:

 

The children and I met some friends at the park the other day before heading into the city to have lunch with Tony.  This particular day, it was extremely hot and humid.  Hannah Grace rode her bike, while Ellis and I walked.  We were on our way home, melting in the heat.  Hannah Grace was quite a bit ahead of us, ready to get home and jump in the pool.  I could see her ahead as she quickly turned her bike around and began peddling fast towards us.  I whispered, “Oh no”, because I was certain I knew why she was heading back in our direction.  As she got closer, I gently took Ellis’s hand and guided us off the walkway.  Her eyes were huge, her shoulders were tucked up by her ears, and she was laughing as she yelled, “It’s chasing me!” I watched as she raced up the hill, followed by the dang magpie swooping her. I am not sure what is worse: stepping out of the way in order to avoid being swooped OR belly laughing at Hannah Grace being swooped?

In the states, when I walk, I avoid streets with dogs that might try to eat me.  Here, I avoid streets with magpie nests.  I am running out of streets.  This girl is ready for the end of magpie season!

Here is the solution to avoid magpie attacks while riding a bike: