Can't Friggin Believe it, wednesday eve @ 7:30, 2 lane heavily wooded highway in the back roads of Bear mountain , N.Y..... speed limit is 40 mph, thats what I was doing when in wide open highway a mid sized 200lb deer decides to cross the friggin road. I really didn't see him at all untill about 10 ft.from him.BAMM on the brakes, Too Late, it was f'n sureal,this wasn't happening, but it did, My front tire smacked hard into his thigh as he crossed from left to right in front of me. Not even enough time to see my life flash by but my first impression was, I didn't go down, it actually felt like an old locomotive with the cattle pusher attached to the front clearing the road...It happened so quick my heart did not even have time to paliputate. I remember seeing the deer spinn around as i plowed through. Damage!! blood and skin on my tire and right fork tube and as i proceeded through him my brake pedal and peg caught another piece of him, bent the brake lever up about an inch.Realizing what had happened it took anothe 1/4 mile to realize I should stop and compose myself. no sight of the deer, I guess he made it.Had I not braked in the instant I did I would have made a direct hit broadside between his front and back legs and the story would have been much different...The killer is it was the first time my wife decided to come along for a warm evening ride ...Dont think she'll be riding with me much more!
Moral Of the story...DEERS DO COME OUT AT DUSK.
Still feels like a bad dream, or something that always happens to someone else, But it was me this time........Wont be eating Venizon anytime soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Moral Of the story...DEERS DO COME OUT AT DUSK.
Still feels like a bad dream, or something that always happens to someone else, But it was me this time........Wont be eating Venizon anytime soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!