Last night I had a fairly simple and somewhat routine plan. Jump on the bike at about 4:30, hit Deer Creek Canyon Road, meet the wife at Aspen Grove for a little shopping and then finish the night with a quick beer at the Toad. I usually do a solo ride somewhere at about 3pm every day (not very many are off work at 3 so I'm on my own). I have a private ride scheduled for Sunday so I decide to get some curves in. I did Pine Crossing on Wednesday with some vigour, but that's too far. Today I have to get back and meet with the wife so I decide Deer Creek is the way to go.
So I get all my gear on, boots, jacket, pants and my helmet, and scoot out. Dam this is good!! I JUST put on an H1 exhaust and a werks kit. Sounds fantastic and looks great.
So far the season has been pretty shit for me. June 13th I had my S1/L5 disk operated on. Had just one spirited ride in May, and then just started on the bike again a few weeks back.
I take the beginning part off Wadsworth slow. After I turn onto Deer Creek I hit the gas a bit and take the first part of Deer Creek with some spirit. Dam this is why I ride.
I get to a straight part and I'm going about 45 - 50. I pass a cyclist on the right. All of a sudden I see the side of a Deer !! FUUUUCKK!!
I don't remember the impact, just the Deer for a split second and then sitting on the side of the road. As I sit up I pause for a second.. Check my pants --no problem -- my body isn't leaking any fluid -- gut check -- yep feel ok -- Fucking Deer -- Cyclist catches up, she's a little hysterical I think, but WTF I just took out a deer at 45 -- Fucking Deer --
Quick check my legs are ok, I can feel my toes. Dam that was lucky. I glance over to my now demolished bike in the middle of the road. -- Fucking Deer -
I get up take my Helmet off. I tell the lady I'm ok, nothing broken. She wants me to sit down but screw that I have to go see what shape the bike is in. Front end it completely torn off. Both fairings are wrecked.
She flags down a few cars and gets someone to call 911. I don't object need to make sure I'm ok. No cell coverage here dam.
I ask her what happened. She tells me she saw the deer on my left, it runs to cross the road. Apparently I jerk the bike hard left into oncoming lane (there was no traffic) and then I locked up the rear wheel. She thought I'd make it around but I just hit the deer square in the back leg/hip. It's a big animal yet I spin it around a few times and the bike drops back into the right lane. 80' later I'm on the side of the road in the dirt, and the bike a few feet in front of me. Deer ran back from where it came.
She says I'm lucky I have my gear.
The EMT shows up first and the Jefco police shortly after. Fire trucks show up a few minutes later. They check me out, I look ok. Some road rash my right elbow -- it's throbbing -- my right shoulder feels like someone hit it with a baseball bat. My right knee has a little road rash, and my left leg is scraped up as well. My head aches. --Fucking Deer--
I snap a few pictures with my Black Berry (sorry low res).
My Rocket jacket and nylon pants didn't stand up to well. I think that if I had leather I'd at least have avoided the road rash a bit more. My head, shoulder and knee are a bit wrecked but not broken.
Here are a few pics to remember. Wife is due Sept 22nd, so I think this season is a wash. We'll see if I can buy a new bike or fix this one before year end, but I'm thinking next season is a more realistic. My body is a mess anyway and I want to be in shape to ski in Jan/Feb.
All I can say, is thank god for my gear otherwise I'm sure I'd be dead right now.
Fucking Deer -- I'm getting my hunting license --
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Originally Posted by prakarp
Glad you're fine. Thats nuts. Were there all the time, hiking with the pup after work. We see deer crossing that road everytime we go. Thank goodness you were wearing your gear!!!
