Showing posts with label Branta canadensis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Branta canadensis. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Canada Goose



Day 198: As if it wasn't tough enough to squeeze my daily walk in between traffic, possible human contact and disputes with a herd of elk over the right-of-way, now I have to contend with Canada geese. Make no mistake: this is a large bird, and the advantage it has over humans is that it can fly, and it does not hesitate to do so, straight toward anyone it perceives as being in its territory. In this particular scenario, Mr. Goose and I were on opposite sides of a barbed-wire fence, but we were in eye contact for some time as the goose assessed whether or not I was a rival. I know to pick my battles; I can rout a herd of elk, but Goose won the staring contest and I moved on.

Branta canadensis populations are somewhat reduced from what they were in Washington a decade ago, but in many areas, they continue to be abundant and are considered pests. Public education about geese is important to controlling their numbers. When favoured by human contributions to food sources, goose populations can rise quite rapidly, so eliminating potential foods is an effective deterrent. Many parks post signs cautioning people not to feed geese and ducks. This not only discourages them from visiting the space, but is also better for the overall health of the birds. Two groups of honkers populate the state: residents (non-migratory) and non-residents (migratory). For a young goose to migrate, it must be taught its route by its parents. If the parents are non-migratory, all subsequent generations will be non-migratory as well. That said, if you're watching a flock of cute little goslings, don't forget to look behind you occasionally. "Getting goosed" can be a very painful and memorable experience.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Sundew Sentinel


Day 307: Far less aggressive now than they were during nesting season, the Canada Geese are still a hazard to be respected. As I approached Sundew Island yesterday, I noticed a dozen or more lined up along a floating log, just a body-width apart from one another. I navigated around them cautiously, only to find another six in position on a second log parallel to the first and about 30 feet away. They didn't seem particularly concerned by my approach, but I still proceeded slowly and cautiously into tight quarters to check on the Sundews. The last thing I wanted was to be mobbed by the flock! One by one, they went back to their various occupations: preening, stretching, or tucking a head in under a wing for a nap. I went about my business unmolested, I think much to the disappointment of two people who were watching from shore.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Almost Goosed Again



Day 194: While making my first foray into Sundew Cove yesterday, I very nearly got goosed again for not being attentive to my surroundings. It's amazing how well these enormous birds blend into the landscape. Only as I drifted up against one of the logs which supports the Sundew population did I notice Mother Goose on the nest about fifteen feet away. She did not threaten me, but I looked around warily to see if I could spot her mate as I propelled myself away. She did not raise her head from under her wing while I was photographing her. Later in the day, I returned to Sundew Cove and observed from a safe distance that she was still on the nest and had her head up, and appeared more alert to intruders than during our earlier encounter. I did not observe her mate.