Things I've Hit...and Not
(Excepting humans & their vehicles, insects and common road-surface hazards)Hit:
- 1 each (amazingly only one) squirrel; he must've been old 'n' slow
- a smallish bat (kamikaze dived into my left hand on I-95)
- 2 nails (nails that actually punctured a tire anyway)
Missed:
- many deer (including a few dead ones)
- a large turtle
- 2 or 3 snakes
- thousands of squirrels
- a few dozen chipmunks
- a few 'possums
- the occassional turkey buzzard
- a few dogs
- very few cats (they're smarter than dogs)
- a few dozen pedestrians (largely jay-walking college students)
- 1 young bovine on the loose
- a couple of ill-placed orange warning cones
- a construction barrel blowing around in the wind
- a large plastic kiddie-pool blown by the wind
- various trash cans and bags of garbage blowing around in the wind
- 1 water-cooler that flew out of the back of a trademan's truck
- the odd piece of lumber
- dozens of beer bottles
- lot o' squashed-flat waxed cups (ice has more traction)
- a few Amish buggies
- a roof from a recently-collapsed small barn (!)
posted by Doug Just Doug at 10:00 PM
2 Comments:
I remember once coming home one night down the country lane to our house, it was late and I confess I was shifting, (I reckon I could have navigated that road blindfolded I had ridden it so many times, also at night you can see if cars are coming the other way well in advance). On rounding one of the bends I came a cross a Badger. I went one way and so did the Badger. The resulting collision flung me off into the hedge. As i went sailing through the air out of the corner of my eye i saw my old xj550 kaleidascoping into the opposite hedge off the ground and then the inevitable grind and crunch of breaking glass and twistage of metal. Thankful for a soft landing I clawed my way out the hedge and looked over towards my bike stricken, ticcing and decidedly broken. I espied said badger scuttling off up the road.
I know Badgers are solid creatures, but It didn't seem to dent the thing, I must have hit it at 50mph. The ironic thing is The bike had just been repaired two weeks earlier from an incident with a Doberman dog. The Doberman didn't make it, neither did the bike at the time, still got the scars from that one to this day
Wowzers! No Badgers around my neck of the woods...thankfully, from the sounds of your encounter.
I'm guessing you're in England, no? I spent a few years there courtesy of Uncle Sam; lived in a little burgh on the Suffok/Norfolk border, surrounded by sheep farms.
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