{"id":1752,"date":"2015-03-01T17:09:00","date_gmt":"2015-03-01T17:09:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/2015\/03\/01\/no-snow-geese-here"},"modified":"2021-09-22T06:03:00","modified_gmt":"2021-09-22T13:03:00","slug":"no-snow-geese-here","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=1752","title":{"rendered":"No Snow Geese here…"},"content":{"rendered":"

One year ago I heard about the annual Snow Geese Festival<\/a> in Delta, Utah. The town sets aside a weekend to witness the annual migration of the snow geese from Mexico to Canada, making a stop in the fields and waters of this small town in Central Utah. Nature has it’s own schedule though, one that can not be set by man’s clock. I re-learned this truth whilst staring at empty lakeside beauty in the early morning, as the snow geese were nowhere to be found.<\/p>\n

I did however, find other more recently lost treasures of our ever changing modern world. I muse for moment, then make the quick and spontaneous decision to slowly make my way back home through the dirt roads of Great Basin National Park, with a good portion along the Pony Express route of old.<\/p>\n

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Cars and people along this desolate stretch are replaced with the occasional pronghorn antelope and abandoned mines. I stumble upon a bird refuge called Fish Springs<\/a>, and get my need of seeing the Snow Geese replaced with the observations of other species….mallards, cranes and Canadian geese.<\/p>\n

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Interspersed with bouts of high winds and blinding snowstorms, I find a new adventurous weekend from the one originally planned, making it all the better.<\/p>\n\n\n

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