This photo series shows the calm before the Snow Goose storm … and the ripple effect that sends thousands of geese into the air within seconds, at just the slightest provocation. They may call out, sending audio waves through the flock before erupting into goose mayhem. Or, they may fall unexpectedly silent for a split second before bursting into winged turbulence.
The inciting incident can be a small plane overhead, a stalking eagle, shotgun fire, or even a car door slamming that jolts the flock into sudden flight. I almost made that bad mistake on my last photo shoot — the car door slam. I have a “soft close” system of nudging the door shut without much sound, but I accidentally shoved the door harder than anticipated. The geese in front of me fluttered upward (as pictured in the fourth shot below) — and I had a nightmarish vision of sending them into the sky to squander their energy, while I simultaneously pissed off every photographer and birder within a five mile radius.
I rehearsed my apologies and shoveled my dignity into the mud. But, there was mercy. The geese realized quickly I was just another photographer and they fluttered back to business as usual, rooting out tubers in the field.
In this first image — not inspired by a car door — an warning goes off in the back field, as rows of Snow Geese rise against Mount Baker.
More geese take to flight, while the geese nearest my camera raise their heads to see what’s up.
This next moment of geese flushing into the sky is more instantaneous than it appears here. In fact, it happens so quickly, you can miss takeoff if you’re not expecting it.
After a quick redirection and loop, the geese move to a new field.
They settle against the mountains to the east, many yards now from where I stand with my camera.
In this flock, I notice two blue morph geese, one of which I manage to capture in the distance as she takes flight. This mini collage shows the different plumage patterns of the blue morph and the white.
The price of witnessing this spectacle … no, actually, this miracle of execution … is a trip to the car wash. To date, I’ve had no Snow Goose droppings on the head, hair or coat. But, the last Snow Goose blast I experienced stippled the car so thoroughly in green muck, I almost retired the Honda to MOMA.
Edited on February 17, to add videos …
The initial Snow Goose fly-in, photographed by Hugh with his iPhone:
Snow Geese landing after a big takeoff/flush. I then panned across the field to show them foraging as a massive flock. Finally, clips of individuals digging tubers (potatoes) left after harvest: