I guess I am now going to officially "jinx" myself...
I have never hit a deer unless you count the dead one I ran over in the middle of a highway. On the bike, no less. Deer stink while cooking on hot motorcycle parts.
I have seen them lined up along the side of the road as I was coming home from work after midnight - more times than I can count. I have had one jump out in front of me and run ahead of me down the road - I could have smacked it in the butt. I saw two run ****** bent for election at a bike in front of me, one passed in front, the other behind. I came upon a spotted fawn (sounds like a children's song, 'eh?) that appeared in a blind bend in the road. We challenged each other to a bleating contest. It was a draw...
I had one recently run across the road in front of me where I could see it in plenty of time - looked like a tree trunk shot out of a cannon. I came upon 2 standing by a stop sign, young 'uns. I told them to get back in the woods. They looked at me like deer in the headl... er, the way deer look at people. I blipped the throttle on the bike and they took off like they were on fire. I saw 4 walking down the road in front of my house when I was outside working in the yard. I asked them how they were and told them they'd be safer in the woods. My wife said the neighbors probably think I'm nuts. The neighbors may be good judges of character..
And....
My wife and I call each other "dear". We're funny like that. One day while we were driving down a local road she said "dear". I said "what?". She said "Dear!". I said "WHAT?". She said "DEER!!!"...
I stopped. The deer moved on. I told her "Next time say SQUIRREL!!!"....
