Originally Posted by
UnfilteredDregs
Goose. Damn brazen animals. I was coming down the bike trail...and most of them moved out of the way...except this big idiot who took off at the last second and I basically shoulder checked him. Honking, hissing, feathers...wounded bird pride...
On one occasion, I ran right over one that darted in front of me.
It was surprisingly firm, like a football..
Last seen, it was sitting in the adjacent pond expressing it's unhappiness.
On another occasion, one of the dumb things tried to attack me head-on.
He went airborne, straight at me, when one of my brake levers (mtn bike),
caught him right in the chest and knocked him backward out of the air.