Last night, while riding home, in the distance, I watched 4 young rooster pheasants come wandering into the roadway. There were no vehicles behind me that would cause them any danger, but there was one approaching from the west. I sped up from my normal liesurly pace, and as I approached, started whistling as loud as could. At this site of this whistling, pedalling specter bearing down upon them, they elected to safely take flight from the scene, and maybe live to fly away again.