So my help (tech) and I are on a bat job. Typical gig log cabin crack all the way down the soffit where it meets the logs. Oh and 50 ft in the air. The soffit is full of big browns. Ole boy HATES bats, He can grab a skunk by the tal, ride a bronc in rodeos but bats will make him scream like a 6 year old girl. He is in his repel gear hanging at the peak foaming the crack. 20ish bats already flushed when he started. The last hole before the excluder and I hear the death scream. He is deflecting them from hitting his face with a foam canister with no where to run.lol. His 1st words when he got down was "I told you I hate bats!" LOL Today he was literly face to face with his enemy! I was proud he faced his fear lol

What no photos ? That would of made an awesome video.

I could use you guys in safety gear for your web site Paul.

It all happen so fast and I thought the same about the photos.
I will get some this week. We have a big one to do. All metal roof 8 dormers. about a 1000 openings.

I would like to show the public some of that beautiful architecture and mountain top setting known to your heartland Gatlinburg, Sevierville and Pigeon Forge. Maybe some staged stuff phorgraphed at Seth's ? Or figure out to remember to pull the camera out for a few jobs especially of your tech in repeling gear.

Yes more photos will always help your site alot .

Same thing with videos uploaded to Youtube.

My very first bat job I'm straddling a ridge while hanging head first over a gable end screening the top end of a gable vent. Before I can even get the screen in position they bail on me and I have twenty to thirty buzzing past my eyes and ears.
My manager was on the phone shortly after and I overheard her say "he'll make it".

Did a freebie for a low income family got hit in the face by like 40 bats when I moved the corner trim a bit I about crapped myself

I was removing shutters on the second story. I was going to add spacers behind the shutters. I carefully pulled the shutter off, with the opening away from me, and about 20 Bat's took off from behind the shutter. Only one swooped by my head, made me flinch a little, then he continued on with the rest.
I had a callback on one of my early Bat job's. Found the opening about ten feet up, hole in the mortar, brick siding, balloon construction walls (studs run from bottom plate to the attic, without breaks.). The old Farmer went out at Dawn, every day, to get his morning paper. He opened his door, saw hundreds of Bat's flying around just outside, and decided he could wait for his paper. This was the third time I had found an opening, I was in my learning curve, and he had been dive-bombed by Bat's everytime I excluded them. Third time was the charm. They have been Bat free since.