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Could have been worse with a moose......
Man that Moosata hurt like hell. Not to mention having the moose balls right in your face.
Looks like he meet his ChallengeOUCH, THAT HURT!! Nov 2016, had Callenger RT for 6 months: glad car has blunt nose & SOB didnt jump; A-pillar was twecked too: all fixed.
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Or a Moose, like RC said...most of that's avoidable, just watch for the shining eyes, they always look toward you, I lived 6 miles out of town and could count 4 to 5 hundred on the way during the winter, never hit one and I hauled *** a lot when I could , when I go into deer country I look ,you should see what elk and wild horses do
I have a good friend that cut a big ol' 220+# mule deer buck in 1/2No photos from it, but in spring of 2018 I was on my way home from work. Dusk - still light enough not to need headlights to see, but dark was coming. I live in deer country and I know that means they're running.
Didn't help.
Head on a swivel, never saw the animal. It must have come up out of the ditch on the other side of the guard rail, off to my right.
Did I mention, I was on my motorcycle at the time?
I might have seen a glimpse of brown - my brain snapshotted one frame as my body left the seat and superman'd over the bars, and I saw a brown blur through my visor. I somersaulted in the air and landed feet-first on my back, and slid up the road about 325 feet, burning through the armor in my jacket's right shoulder, and the hip armor in my pants right hip. Ground a flat spot in the back of my helmet and ripped the sole off my right boot - I was trying to arch my back to get my shoulder and hip off the pavement as I slid. I stood up on the double yellow line, and got the hell out of the road. Called my own ambulance.
My bike slid about 600 feet up the road. The only thing that kept the front end from coming off completely (broke the frame tubes behind the steering neck) was the front tire hitting the engine.
I cut the deer in half.
My collector motorcycle was totaled. Still ran and rode...but the frame cracked in 3 places and bent in 1 (4 tubes held the steering head on). 1995 Buell S2, #1365 out of 1399 total production, autographed by Erik Buell for me in 2009.
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I kept the engine in case I find another S2 to put it in - bumped compression, ported heads, hotter cams, tuned carb, it ran like a champ. And it was drop-dead gorgeous.
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I fared much better - 2 spots of road rash, one cracked bone in my right foot (guess it caught the peg, or the handlebar, when I exited the vehicle), lifetime warranty on the riding gear (Klim stuff ROCKS), an excuse for new boots and a new helmet (which was a couple years out of date anyway).
Deer....
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No photos from it, but in spring of 2018 I was on my way home from work. Dusk - still light enough not to need headlights to see, but dark was coming. I live in deer country and I know that means they're running.
Didn't help.
Head on a swivel, never saw the animal. It must have come up out of the ditch on the other side of the guard rail, off to my right.
Did I mention, I was on my motorcycle at the time?
I might have seen a glimpse of brown - my brain snapshotted one frame as my body left the seat and superman'd over the bars, and I saw a brown blur through my visor. I somersaulted in the air and landed feet-first on my back, and slid up the road about 325 feet, burning through the armor in my jacket's right shoulder, and the hip armor in my pants right hip. Ground a flat spot in the back of my helmet and ripped the sole off my right boot - I was trying to arch my back to get my shoulder and hip off the pavement as I slid. I stood up on the double yellow line, and got the hell out of the road. Called my own ambulance.
My bike slid about 600 feet up the road. The only thing that kept the front end from coming off completely (broke the frame tubes behind the steering neck) was the front tire hitting the engine.
I cut the deer in half.
My collector motorcycle was totaled. Still ran and rode...but the frame cracked in 3 places and bent in 1 (4 tubes held the steering head on). 1995 Buell S2, #1365 out of 1399 total production, autographed by Erik Buell for me in 2009.
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I kept the engine in case I find another S2 to put it in - bumped compression, ported heads, hotter cams, tuned carb, it ran like a champ. And it was drop-dead gorgeous.
View attachment 1111597
I fared much better - 2 spots of road rash, one cracked bone in my right foot (guess it caught the peg, or the handlebar, when I exited the vehicle), lifetime warranty on the riding gear (Klim stuff ROCKS), an excuse for new boots and a new helmet (which was a couple years out of date anyway).
Deer....
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