This was a tough capture.
It was late in the day, raining & getting dark.
i was hoping to get the Goose on the last ferry off Hornby that day, 6pm.
The beach is terrible to walk on this time of year.
Everything is slippery.
& this beach was mostly large round rolling slippery rocks.
We were trying to corner the Goose, to keep them on land, but they kept going to water.
& the Goose could swim way faster than we could scramble over the slippery rocks.
So Gustival had the brilliant idea to ask Louis, the Orca kayaker, to help us.
He would keep herding the Goose back to land while we tried to catch up & surround the Goose to capture.
But the Goose & the kayaker could go way faster than we could catch up to them on the beach.
We had the Goose cornered against rock at one point & Gustival was distracting him while i reached from above & tried to net him.
But he got away again.
It was painful to see the Goose walk on land.
The wing was terribly broken, a compound fracture, with a big wing bone sticking out.
The wing was actually twisted upside down & inside out, & dragging on the beach.
The kayaker couldn*t take the Goose torture any longer, but we had to catch them & get them into help!, not leave them there to suffer longer.
So we made a real run for him this time, throwing safety aside.
We lucked out that the Goose headed inland towards a steep cliff.
We had him!
But he found a nice hidey hole where i couldn*t reach in with the net or my arms.
But Gustival found a hole to reach in & pull the Goose out.
He honked at us til i covered his head in a towel.
Gustival wrapped the Goose in the towel with the head covered & carried him under one arm.
The Goose would nibble at the towel once in a while, but was otherwise calm.
The kayaker went looking for Orcas, while we trudged the long slippery way back to the parking lot & the waiting kennel with a towel in the bottom & the door open & ready.
The Goose went in without a fight & we used the towel to cover the window.
Looking at the clock, too late for the last ferry.
So Maj suggested storing the kennel in my cabin covered with the heat on, warm dark & quiet, for the night.
The smell in the cabin was just lovely.
i went in next morning & there was the same smell, & i checked to see that the Goose was still alive.
i arranged with a friend to take the kennel to the 8am ferry, then Mike & Sherry from Denman drove to Buckley Bay, then Allison from MARS guided Sherry with the kennel to MARS.
The Goose was examined by Reg & euthanized right away.
The injury was too severe, & had happened too long ago to repair & rehab...
But at least this unfortunate Canada Goose didn*t have to suffer a long slow death on the water.