showdown on the drumlin
today’s effort was like many others. wake up. gear up. roll down comanche and run along the glacial drumlin. today, while heading west along the trail, i approached a family of geese with 5-6 little ones in tow. the adult geese hissed at me as i passed by but no big deal. less than a quarter mile later, another group of adult geese were parked along the side of the trail and hissed at me as i passed by. i kept heading west until i had recorded 3 miles on my GPS, which is when i did a 180 and headed for home.
on my way back, i noticed a few cyclists headed in my direction – – which meant they had run the gauntlet of geese that i had passed earlier. mind you, it’s now 5:30AM and i was likely the first to rile up the geese. as i approached, the group of adult geese had moved elsewhere but the family of geese were parked right in the middle of the trail. as i approached, i tried to shoo them to the side of the trail and i really must have gotten the adults mad as they were craning their necks in my direction and hissing. i bolted past them doing my best impression of a sprinter and made my way back home safely with six miles completed.