Years ago I had an old carpenter working for me. He was an old man and
lived way out on  a country road in serious white-tail deer country. One
day in late fall he was going home after work in his old rickety
pick-um-up truck he used for work,  and it was dark, and as he drove
along his usual route on a dirt road he went by a high cut very close to
the road. He heard a big "whump" and felt the truck shudder. Thinking he
had hit a hole he just drove on. He got home, grabbed  his flash light
from the glove box, and shined it in the truck bed to get his tool box.
There by the box lay a dead deer - a young fork-horn with a broken neck.
Evidently it had been running and simply leaped the wrong direction.
Anyway, my carpoenter told me the story the next day. Said it was the
easiest venison he had ever taken.

Regards,

John Rodgers
88 GL Driver

J Stewart wrote:
> Same thing happened to a neighbor's teenage daughter Sunday night, though it sounds like your experience has a happier ending ( the Vanagon one, not the motorcycle!) . She hit a buck in Dodge Dakota pick up, and both air bags deployed. The cost of the air bags alone totaled the truck. She was also holding the wheel at 9 & 3, and when the airbag deployed it slammed her left hand into the drivers side door, didn't break it, but it was  her only injury. I hate this time of year, traffic report this morning ( Wash. DC metro area) had 3 deer incidents in one report.     Jeff
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