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ABOUT ME
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Hi, My name is Dennis Weinreich. I have been interested in pigeons from the early age of five. My first pigeons were a couple of parlor tumblers that my dad bought me. These two birds, lasted a couple months, as a cat found its way into my makeshift loft and had dinner.
Then
later on I started accumulating barn pigeons from wherever my older
brother and I could find them. We climbed up old rickety ladders onto
barns and up three and four story buildings downtown. I shudder to think
of the places we went. We would climb up on those old rotten wood ladders,
and about every third rung would fall off. That was before all the buildings
had metal fire escapes.My first racing homer, was bought through a Montgomery
Wards catalog. I had to mow a lot of lawns to get that bird! What a
beautiful blue bar hen she was! I trained her at about three miles,
by carrying her on my bike. I thought that this was the fastest pigeon
in the country. I had races with a friend of mine. His pigeon was half
White Wing and half Barnie. We would have our parents or our friends
take the birds when they were going someplace, and release them. Then
when the birds came home we would call each other to find out who won.
Believe it or not his half Barnie and half White King beat my homer
seven out of ten times!
HOW
I GOT INTO THIS!
I have been flying racing homers going on 34 years, beginning in 1967. After the Vietnam War, I was able to get back into the birds full time. My first 3 years were the learning years, but after awhile I figured out what it took to become a winner! I learned whatever I could from four "old time flyers" and gained a storehouse of knowledge from them. Winning was fun, but I found it wasn't the most important thing. I can say that I was always a gracious loser, as well as a humble winner.
ACHIEVEMENTS
My
proudest achievement as a flyer of distance birds came on a 604 mile
race from Okanogan, Washington. I had the only day birds, and had six
hens flying to 10 day old eggs, all in on the drop.
The odds of this happening again in my lifetime are pretty slim. All
humbleness aside, WHAT A TREAT THAT WAS!