This is the tale of a wild goose ventilator although the ventilator isn’t that wild as it is mostly carried out on an old red bicycle (I liked hearing well-nigh the bicycle) and not all of the geese are completely wild either. The tragedian cycles virtually north Norfolk during the winter and describes his encounters with geese. Now, geese are a mixed tuft really and the weightier geese in this zone are, for me, the masses of Pinkfeet (Pink-footed Geese) and Brent Geese. Nick Acheson enthuses over these geese and describes what they do and where they go.
The sight of thousands of geese feeding on agricultural land would not necessarily be greeted with enthusiasm by farmers in many parts of the UK, or indeed wideness the world, but it has been commonplace for Pinkfeet in sugar beet fields in north Norfolk for decades. How so? The subtitle is in these pages as is the prospect that things are waffly considering of improvements in harvesting efficiency.
Personally, I can’t get so worked up well-nigh some of the other geese wandering virtually in this zone – the Egyptian Geese, Canada Geese and plane all those Greylag Geese, and the increasingly than just occasional Barnacle Geese these days. But for lovers of geese this is a typesetting for them.
It’s not just well-nigh cycling virtually North Norfolk as the tragedian brings in notation from the past and interviews some notation from the present too. There is a mix of history, landscape, biology, conservation withal with the geese and the cycling. Through geese, we hear well-nigh farming practices and farmers, climate transpiration and quite a lot well-nigh fellow wildlife enthusiasts of various types. I enjoyed it and I think so will many of the readers of this blog.
The cover? Clean and goosy. I’ll requite it 8/10.
The Meaning of Geese: a thousand miles in search of home by Nick Acheson is published by Chelsea Green.
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