Out on the trike today and I came within inches of getting run over.
I was literally inches from being T-boned from the side.
In a State Park, no less.
By a deer.
I never saw the critter coming, but his or her leaping legs came within inches of the saw blade big chain ring that sticks out of the front of my Rambler.
Instinctively, I hit the brakes, but he was already past me by the time I could react.
A car that was driving toward me saw the whole affair and she stopped to ask if I was ok.
I told her that I was, that the deer just missed me, and that I think I pooped my pants.
(Not, but she thought it was funny).
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I always like "Cabin boy, bring me my brown pants"
They have those things you put on the front bumper that emit a sound that scares the deer away. Would that work on your trike also?
I caught a car coming towards me while on a sidewalk crossing a street. That was the worst I've seen.
Speeds higher than this old carcass can pedal at.
Maybe I could try singing, I suppose, but that would probably drive away all life forms from the area.
flag pole/shaft above a foot taller. Saw a pict my wife shot of me and was shocked at how low it was.
Also just missed a boulder the size of a fridge that blocked most of the road,
What fun, made for interesting texting back to the dispatcher.
Now the schmuck who pulled his car across the path and stopped... I had no choice but to lock the brakes or bite his driver's door. The back end of the trike hopped and I rolled the trike easily unclipping and rolling away from the trike. I got a small ow-y on my elbow (lots of layers). He fled the scene as I traced his family ancestry. I was lucky.