How did you start with pigeons, Why/How?

Well he question is in the title how did you get started in pigeons and why?

i got started in pigeons through my old fella.i needed a hobby at the time cause i was in the pub all weekend and i got my final ultimation of the misses.best thing ive ever done nothing better than getting down the loft and theres always something to keep me busy  

I got involved in the pigeons through my late father and my bro but its been in the blood for many years as my grandfathers and uncles had them when they were alive

my grandfather and uncle used to keep pigeons always been an interest since then

Got started through my Dad got them at 5 years of age then as I got older it was a way of keeping me out of trouble and it helped big time

Got to say the best sport ever and I love every minute of it

My Grandad had them since before I was born and 2 of my uncles and I loved them eased into them after 4 years breeding canaries.

i started in 1979 on our balcony at my parents house.we had only 4 birds then.we started because everyone on our estate had them.we started racing in 1984 and have never looked back.we,ve loved every single day of it

baught my first pigeons at the age of 11, remember it as though it was yesterday, i went on my bike to get them after school, to my amazement he new my dad, sold me a pair of tumblers and gave me a youngen to go with them, price 5 bob them were the days, my dad would never let me have homers, so at the age of 18 i got some, joined a local club to race young birds that season, i was 3rd in my 3rd race, the following year i was 2nd from accross the channel and third from my second channel race with the same bird ring no nu 71 L 59966 he was only 9 month old carrying 4 nest flights, that same year i won the accumulator with a blue hen in the very last race of the season totaling £42 38p,mega money in them days 1971 from that day on i was hooked , and so was my dad, god bless him. 

Our headmaster at junior school had us all look after animals at the school during our breaks and also one full lesson a week, we kept pigeons, guinea pigs, rabbits, and hens. Hens eggs were sold to the other teachers and youngins off the rest were sold to pupils and the local pet shop. It all brought money in to feed them but importantly all the kids experienced looking after stock properly even if they had no pets at home. When we went swimming at he local pool for a lesson we used to take the pair of racers on the bus and chuck them on the lawn outside.
When he retired the new headmaster wanted shot of the lot even though all us kids wanted to keep them going. I ended up taking a few pair tumblers and rollers and kept them on the allottment aged 10 or 11 years. Then a few strags ended up stopping by and the rest was history. Great experience and thats how I got started but I still hated school though ,right through for another 6 years.

The first photo of me that I can find was me laying on a blanket on my dads lawn surrounded by pigeons pecking around me.
I had no choice.
 

I started around 1986, had a few in the back garden then the chance came when a garden became available at central HS in 1989, my good friends Ray and Barry Peel did the business for us and me and my dad bought the garden opposites Rays, since then theres been a few ups and downs with the worst being all the allotments being flattened for the new ASDA, weve since moved to our new garden and alls going well.  

i started aged about 16 when my older brother got married and took his loft....he left a section in my mams garden which i used to keep a few strays and fantails, i then started racing for a while and packed up in approx 1986 and kept out of pigeons up until 2008 when i restarted again.........    

David wrote:

i started aged about 16 when my older brother got married and took his loft....he left a section in my mams garden which i used to keep a few strays and fantails, i then started racing for a while and packed up in approx 1986 and kept out of pigeons up until 2008 when i restarted again.........    

My older brother first had the pigeons at our house (No history)(got smart thou)    went into bugerigars etc. Had to find an idiot     to take over the pigeons. That was in 1956. That idiot    has been scraping s**t ever since.  
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