Comments on: Renegade Geese from Hell!

By: Joe

Joe — Fri, 23 Jul 2010 02:34:55 +0000

I used to have the same experience biking to culinary school in Boston. As soon as I crossed the Boston University bridge into Cambridge, I was immediately assaulted by an angry gaggle of geese. As I recall, they had claws, spiked feet, and devil horns. This was only certain months of the year, of course, but the alternative was a hellacious six-mile ride through two feet of snow and ice on an ultra-thin fixed gear with virtually no treads. The geese were more frightening.

By: Don

Don — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 21:07:00 +0000

@Vince… seems normal to me…
http://cyclingphun.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-you-know-you-have-understanding.html

By: Vince

Vince — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 18:34:22 +0000

Yeah, when I lived in Campbell CA, goose poop was a big problem…the birds are huge…not little cute birds like on tv. And that funny smell I could never figure out in the bedroom? Finally turned out to be a piece of goose poop on the MTB tire. What…doesn’t everyone store their bikes in the bedroom?

By: Al Maviva

Al Maviva — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 15:57:57 +0000

You haven’t taken the pie plate off your rear wheel, have you?

By: Don

Don — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 15:26:23 +0000

Fatty:
I think it’s also important to point out that geese poop also has the same consistency as axle grease, and also is about as hard to get off of the underside of your downtube as said grease. Never mind it getting shot up in your face…

By: Mike Roadie

Mike Roadie — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 11:31:25 +0000

Be glad you don’t ever get THESE in your path……I am not sure about their poop, though.

By: Tinker

Tinker — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 02:11:17 +0000

Ehile I was stationed at Charleston Navy base, we took my daughter to feed the Geese at a local park. My daughter was 2 or 3 years old, and had not done this before. She got to the park, and took the bread bag in her hand to feed them, and was immediately surrounded by a sea of EYE-LEVEL Beaks around her.

Being quite sensibly, she ran. Not realizing they were actually chasing “The Bag”, it didn’t help. By this point we were yelling “Throw the bag”, throw the bag” (geese are v. v. noisy, we found), and after a few seconds attempting to avoid the feeding frenzy, she complied, flinging the bag and hitting one of the larger (and more aggressive) pursuers right in the beak. After it was all over, she spoke bitterly of the geese, for a long, long time. (We took her back later, and gave her slices of bread, and it was a much nicer experience, but she still said, “Bad geese”, with considerable venom, every time the topic arose.)

It didn’t help much that we were laughing so hard as she ran. I think she still bears quite a grudge, and when she picks out a nursing home, she will remember it was her mother’s fault.

By: Darren

Darren — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 23:44:12 +0000

Ditto for 8 mile path loop around Art Museum in Philly….goose central…and (they are apparently) proud of it.

By: Myrnie

Myrnie — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 22:45:40 +0000

Ah, good times…those silly geese. They descended on my playset when I was a kid. Took an hour to hose it down after their 15 minute “flight break.”

By: JMD

JMD — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 22:36:48 +0000

That’s where those birds go in the winter!

They spend fall on our cross country trails. And no they don’t move for us either. I can’t imagine if they had little babies, that’s scarry!