Loads of both shy and noisy geese are a large part of the island’s population. They flee when the good-hearted walker (= us) is still at around 100 meters away from them. (Unlike the urban geese or herons. They almost tend to attack when approached too close! (A bit of overstating does no harm.)) There was one exception: one goose only got airborne when we were at some 10 meters. She (he?) was breeding, that’s why. We could see and hear her (him?),…
Mother (to be?)
…loudly protesting our presence. To be honest we thought it to be a bit stupid to build a nest next to the walkway. We could hear a load of geese inside the impenetrable heart-part of the island, which is supposedly a lot safer for breeding. Especially when we saw a couple from another, later arrived, boat walking their dog. Not on a lead. Not dead – a real alive dog on ‘Dead Dog’-island. Hopefully the eggs/chicken, and the breeding goose for that matter, survived.