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While talking with Dick about the NYD situation, two groups of geese flew over, headed toward the UI pond. I later drove out that way, and, sure enough, some 100 geese were feeding on the sunny hillside between the Mall and the pond. After running some errands, I parked, with my McDonalds McChicken sandwich, at the bottom of the hill, with the closest geese probably 60 yards away, but slightly out of view.
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Back pedaling, some of them were motionless. Instead of landing more or less at once, their line stretched downwind, s o they landed more or less one at a time, necks down, until they lit, then heads up, looking around, presumably for danger.The sight was indeed beautiful - the sun at my back, and thus on their breasts - a beautiful, clear, blue-bird day.
As I finished my McChicken, two more came in, high, from the northeast. They made it in on a single pass.
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Over the next several days I rode out to watch `the UI geese’. Parts of the `gaggle’ grazed not more than 30 yards from my position, in the parking lot behind the mall. I notice big birds, coincidentally close, but also smaller geese, farther away, and the mallards, like bees in contrast. |
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The geese I shot out at Albion weighed about 15 lb each. I supposed these to be of the greater type. Some of the geese at UI looked markedly smaller. So, with a few pellets of a single 1-1/8 oz. load … I felled 30 lb of geese.