riding at night
Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 9:37 am
Hello list,
Happy to report, I have escaped with my life again.
I try not to ride at night, I really do. cough. but sometimes it just
sneaks up on you. Faster than you think, and it is further home than
you wish. And it is all down a dark, gravel road....
I had finished baling some hay for a friend last night and started
for home on the KLR...unfortunately, it was an hour after sundown, no
moon, and it was dark.
Yikes! There is a black object, on the gravel road! NO! Many black
objects! And I missed them all.
Yes, boys and girls, this is the time of year when Angus bulls
thoughts turn to love and fences mean very little to them if there
are "HOT" cows on the other side of the road.
The boys went a wandering, at least 6 of them, which I managed to
dodge, due to fortuitous good luck to be in the center track of a
three track gravel road. Mr Angus bull (very black--except for his
glossy green butt from eating the tall grass) was in the far right
track. I expect I was some 20 feet or less from him before I could
see his outline. At 45mph, that is killing distance.
I survived better than my shorts....
Point of all this...in SD and most western states, it is an open
range state. The driver must be very aware, that cattle can, and are
often on the road, even in areas where it is not posted as open range.
Riders beware! if you have to ride at night. Hitting a bull or a cow
is likely worse than hitting a deer, though I have no empirical data
or personal experience to substantiate that claim. I did pick up a
guy 2 years ago in Millbank, SD that had struck and KILLED a cow with
his Harley. He wasn't dead, but was really messed up. He was also
positive for cannabis, alcohol, cocaine, and and I think, meth. oh,
and I think it was noted on his chart, that he 'popped positive' for
stupidity.
He was still cognizant enough to give the ER team and my flight nurse
a good cussing when they said they were going to cut off
his 'leathers'. Hit him with a paralyzing drug, intubated him, and
unceremoniously trimmed him down to his birthday suit. We loaded his
fat butt in the helo and carried him to Sioux Falls, SD to the trauma
unit where they did their majic.
revmaaatin.