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Well this morning the ride to work was a bit more interesting than usual.
The weather was actually perfect at 5am, crisp, clear, a bit chilly at 47F but I was dressed for it, and with the heated grips on I was toasty warm. For the first time this month I think there was no rain, wind, fog, lightning, mudslides or tornados in the area for a change.
The traffic was nonexistent, it was 5 am on a Sunday, so that was a nice change too.
My route takes me through about 5 miles of serious deer country on a side road, as always I was very alert on that stretch, no deer, which is actually unusual, but that was just fine. I was actually chuckling..hmm, I hope they aren't hiding to ambush me! I kind of felt let down, what a peaceful ride...too peaceful...almost TOO peaceful.
I got to the last town just before I cross into NJ, no deer, no traffic, all clear, and then a freakin cat ( white, not black at least), comes tearing across the parking lot of a fire company, running flat out, zig zagging like he is storming a beach under machine gun fire! I watch him , he's more or less headed away from me as he approached the road, clearly going to ass behind me and then he suddenly takes a hard right and makes a beeline for the one point that will intersect my path. Do cats commit suicide? This one damn near did.. full on emergency braking, down to 15 from 50 mph, I miss him by about 3 feet with the front wheel. Damn that was close, sure it was only a cat, i could have probably ran him over and kept going but still...
Ok, enough excitement for the morning, it was so quiet, I knew SOMETHING had to happen, thought that was it...
I rode the next mile to the bridge, and on the approach to the bridge, concrete on both sides, no where near any woods, from just a tiny bit of bushes on the side of the concrete wall out steps a damn BUCK right onto the bridge and stops glaring at me. A small one, young, with just small antlers, I think he thought about challenging my me to dare cross HIS bridge! Second panic stop in a mile, I stopped, he stood another second then walked to the center divider of the road, I slowly rode past hoping he stayed there. He did..
The rest of my 70 mile ride into work on the interstate was uneventful... and the sunrise was beautiful this morning!
Be careful out there...
The weather was actually perfect at 5am, crisp, clear, a bit chilly at 47F but I was dressed for it, and with the heated grips on I was toasty warm. For the first time this month I think there was no rain, wind, fog, lightning, mudslides or tornados in the area for a change.
The traffic was nonexistent, it was 5 am on a Sunday, so that was a nice change too.
My route takes me through about 5 miles of serious deer country on a side road, as always I was very alert on that stretch, no deer, which is actually unusual, but that was just fine. I was actually chuckling..hmm, I hope they aren't hiding to ambush me! I kind of felt let down, what a peaceful ride...too peaceful...almost TOO peaceful.
I got to the last town just before I cross into NJ, no deer, no traffic, all clear, and then a freakin cat ( white, not black at least), comes tearing across the parking lot of a fire company, running flat out, zig zagging like he is storming a beach under machine gun fire! I watch him , he's more or less headed away from me as he approached the road, clearly going to ass behind me and then he suddenly takes a hard right and makes a beeline for the one point that will intersect my path. Do cats commit suicide? This one damn near did.. full on emergency braking, down to 15 from 50 mph, I miss him by about 3 feet with the front wheel. Damn that was close, sure it was only a cat, i could have probably ran him over and kept going but still...
Ok, enough excitement for the morning, it was so quiet, I knew SOMETHING had to happen, thought that was it...
I rode the next mile to the bridge, and on the approach to the bridge, concrete on both sides, no where near any woods, from just a tiny bit of bushes on the side of the concrete wall out steps a damn BUCK right onto the bridge and stops glaring at me. A small one, young, with just small antlers, I think he thought about challenging my me to dare cross HIS bridge! Second panic stop in a mile, I stopped, he stood another second then walked to the center divider of the road, I slowly rode past hoping he stayed there. He did..
The rest of my 70 mile ride into work on the interstate was uneventful... and the sunrise was beautiful this morning!
Be careful out there...