A couple of weeks ago I started commuting to work. I'm fortunate, becasue there's a bike trail that runs all the way downtown that starts a couple of miles from my house.

It passes right by a park with a small lake. As I was riding home, making pretty good time (close to 20 MPH, which is pretty good for me), I looked up to see a large Canada Goose coming in for a landing on the lake. He was a little above eye level about 10 feet away.

It would have been beautiful if he hadn't been headed straight for my face...

I ducked, he flapped or did something. I felt a wingtip(?) on my back and glanced behind me to see a less-than-graceful-but-still-successful landing in the water.

A panicked goose looks pretty funny in retrospect.

Kotts