Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Oak Harbor, WA, USA
I got up at 6am this morning, did my usual preparation for a 72 hour shift, packed my clothes and food on the LT, got my to go cup full of hot java, kissed the wife goodbye, and headed out for my 35 minute ride to work. It was cool, mid fifties, foggy, but always a beautiful ride here on Whidbey Island. Got her up to 55, cruise locked in, coffee in hand, no traffic, in the groove....went around a curve, and there in the road directly in front of me was a deer taking her morning stroll across the road......panic turned into reaction, and before I knew it, I was bearing down on both brakes and hoping the impact would be lessened by my reduced speed....I don't know if the deer finally realized that I was there, or was alerted by the HOLY SHIT! that was spewing forth from my open mouth, but at the last second, she leaped to the other side of the road, and I missed my opportunity for fresh roadkill. Upon reflection immediately after the incident, two things came to mind, the first being that I wondered what the heck happened to my coffee? Unbelievably, it somehow ended up in the cup holder.....wow, I saved the coffee.....(This is after all the Pacific Northwest!) Secondly, I am 100% sure that if I had been riding a bike without ABS, you probably wouldn't be reading this story until I got out of the hospital. Inspite of my "panic" stop, the LT never felt like it was out of control, made a beautiful slow down without locking the wheels, stayed straight, and most importantly SAVED MY BACON. I don't want you to get the wrong impression here, I would also like to take a few moments to recognize the incredible athleticism of the doe that managed to wait to the very last second before leaping so beautifully from the center of the road clear to the other side before disappearing into the trees....(You wonder why I hit the brakes instead of trying to swerve?)
A few minutes after arriving at work, one of my co-workers asked why I was still sitting on my bike?....It takes a while for the ass muscles to release after a pucker of that magnitude. I am sure that there is a lesson to be learned from this, but for now I am just enjoying being at work in one piece, and sharing...
2000 K1200LT "a great ride"
2002 GL1800 powerful, but boring..(gone)
1979 XS1100 (gone)
1986 VT500 Ascot (gone)
1972 Honda 500-4 (gone)
1961 Lambretta (way gone)
1962 Allstate Compact (gone but not forgotten)
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