Al Hansen
Well-known member
Some people like to think that "they" started The Wave, when they began that undulating sequence in large stadiums like where the Yanks play or maybe in the Super Dome while watching the Saints play. Well, I firmly believe that The Wave got its origin tens of thousands of years ago by snow geese and people only tried to emulate them.
Al
Bosque del Apache three days ago.
I double checked. The first picture was taken at 47mm and all the rest the setting was at 30mm. That will show you how close the geese were to me. The resting group started maybe only 20 feet from where I was seated and then stretched out 20,000 geese worth!
The focal length on this next shot is 30mm. None of the shots were cropped by the way. I was using my 18-135mm lens. This will show you how close these geese were to me.
By the time this flock of around 20,000 snows and Ross' geese flew over, the guy on my right had his hat hit by a goose dropping and the gal to my left got laced twice on her sweatshirt. A guy down about twenty feet had his 600mm lens get bombed. Fortunately for me, I was missed but I can't say the same about my white truck. It is no longer very white looking.
The sight of this happening right over the top of me leaves me with inadequate adjectives. The din/raucous roar of wings along with the deafening noise of all of those geese talking at once was enough to leave your jaw hanging and for sure "goose" bumps up and down your arms. It was a pure high with adrenalin pumping like crazy. You just have to witness this to know what I am trying to say.
Al
Bosque del Apache three days ago.
I double checked. The first picture was taken at 47mm and all the rest the setting was at 30mm. That will show you how close the geese were to me. The resting group started maybe only 20 feet from where I was seated and then stretched out 20,000 geese worth!
The focal length on this next shot is 30mm. None of the shots were cropped by the way. I was using my 18-135mm lens. This will show you how close these geese were to me.
By the time this flock of around 20,000 snows and Ross' geese flew over, the guy on my right had his hat hit by a goose dropping and the gal to my left got laced twice on her sweatshirt. A guy down about twenty feet had his 600mm lens get bombed. Fortunately for me, I was missed but I can't say the same about my white truck. It is no longer very white looking.
The sight of this happening right over the top of me leaves me with inadequate adjectives. The din/raucous roar of wings along with the deafening noise of all of those geese talking at once was enough to leave your jaw hanging and for sure "goose" bumps up and down your arms. It was a pure high with adrenalin pumping like crazy. You just have to witness this to know what I am trying to say.
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