If you're lucky, you can give the geese a wide berth and eventually get to your spot. I, however, often find that the dang things nest right where I need to be to get at my intended pool. They love river islands. They love setting up camp behind fallen trees. You hop over, nearly step on them and it's game on. I've tried to stick it out and fish regardless, but the honking and false charges ruin the serenity or they splash down in the run, spook the fish, and I move along. They win.