The overwhelmingly splendid sound of geese has returned to Coupeville, marking their seasonal migration southward.
In my neighborhood, that means a daily sight to behold of two passes. In the morning they rise from Crockett Lake and fly to the fields to spend the day fueling up for their migratory journey in a few weeks. In the evening they reverse course to spend the night on a reliable watering hole to rest.
Their pathway, hard-wired for generations, seldom wavers; guiding them along the tree line which borders Fort Casey Road; the same exact pathway and altitude the Growlers are assigned when using OLF Coupeville.
Hopefully this year will bring a change to that potential disaster.