Geese have no respect for the road
August 16th, 2004 by Sarin
The funniest moment from this weekend wasn’t when the flashlight fell into the lake (I really forgot why it was so funny at the time). It came the next morning/noontime when I came across something that I have never come across ever. A family of geese crossing the road.
I saw my first deer in NH, and now I can say I saw my first geese crossing in NH, and man they are a wicked bunch. For instance, geese can’t comprehend that you’re wheels will ever kill them, never mind the fact that it is probably hard for them to ever walk backward. Which makes it very very funny. You come roaring down the road at around 50, brake hard when you see a family of geese doing the Crip walk, you laugh a little bit and honk at them to try and speed them up, and they just cock their head and stare as if your crazy.
Now I am waiting for the day when I’m driving and I see a bear try and do a Crip walk down the street, or even better, try and do that dance from that “Jesus Walks” video.
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You forget Mr. Va that you also saw your first Moose in NH too. True, it was splattered all across the road. But I think it still counts.
A moose? When was that?
Wasn’t it when we were with Tina and the gang? It was on the highway, splattered across the road in two pieces. We went to funworld or something. I’d forgotten about that.
Oh god, I remember that. Funspot, I think, over at Jon Drake’s house. The moose’s halves were spread all over the road and the respectful citizens of NH were directing traffic around its dead carcass.
How pretty.
You are correct. It was that Labor Day weekend at Drake’s where we participated in video games, a Sarin Va presentation of, “The New Guy,” a crazy ass nature hike, and a lot of drinking and sing-a-longs.
Good times. Good times.