All but three of the RIR pullets have been making their way into the coop at night. Which is a good thing because I was getting more & more ticked off as the evenings went by and was being not-so-gentle in my relocation efforts. Ever see a farmchick manhandle (chickenhandle?) six or seven chickens at once? At one point I was just opening my coat and jamming as many of the buggers in there as I could to lessen the number of trips back & forth. It's a sight unfitting for man (woman) or beast (chicken).
Not only have the majority of the pullets made their way into the correct side of the coop, but I even found a pullet egg in one of the nest boxes! Double-happy-dance.
Now if I can just convince the rest of the flock to deposit their unborn children into the appropriate area we'll be doing great.