We’ve had geese for several years, and ducks for same time period. In all that time I’ve only ever managed to have a couple of duck eggs, and no goose eggs. That all changed a few days ago.
First of all the ducks. I’ve found where they are laying, and sneakily decided to leave an egg in place, so as not to dissuade them from continuing to use the spot I have harvested an egg every day or so. The egg I’ve left is quite easy to spot, so I’m fairly certain I wont grab an old egg.
Now the geese. I have written on occasion about their boundless aggression. At this time of the year it’s even worse, and all because it’s laying time. Therefore getting an egg from the goose was always going to be a challenge. Of the three geese the ganders are the talkative ones, and the goose very rarely says much. However, when I walked close to her while she was sitting on her eggs, she went ballistic. Louder than the ganders combined, and it brought them flapping over with murder on their minds.
However, she’s not sitting, so they do wander a bit, and so I took the opportunity on Friday when they were about fifty feet away to go and investigate the egg. Since I’d last looked she’d laid a couple more eggs, and I managed to grab one of those quickly. I had to back away pretty smartish as the geese were almost on top of me, with murder in their eyes.
Still I had my prize, as well as a duck egg, and also, miracle of miracles, an egg from one of the ex-bats. The first one from them in weeks! So my lunch was decided. Eggs! Here they are in the pan:
It’s pretty obvious which is which as they correspond to the size of the birds!
The duck egg, as always, tasted like a stronger chicken egg, particularly nice. The goose egg tasted exactly like the chicken egg, but the yolk was much thicker, as well as much much bigger! Much eggcitement I must say.
I haven’t managed to get any other goose eggs since then, though have had a couple more duck eggs. No more ex-bat chicken eggs, but the original four are giving me about three a day.
Coda: The geese went mental about an hour ago. I assumed it was someone visiting who’d become lost, but when I looked out there was no one around. One of the geese seemed to be shouting at a crow sitting on the fence, and then I noticed the goose trying to marshal an egg, which had apparently been cracked open. I think the crows, and probably the magpies, had repeated my trick and stolen a goose egg. Maybe the goose will sit on them now. Which may prevent me from getting another one!