deer + motorcycle = BAD
So after having the Magna for almost 3 years, I was excited to take it out on an unusually warm Thursday in February. I had a great jaunt to work that morning, as well as a really fun commute back. When I was less than a mile from my house, I decided to take a quick detour through a cool windy farm road.
After coming around a corner and winding the bike up to 70, I am throttling down to enjoy the ride and THREE deer bolt out in front of me, racing me and meanwhile completely blocking the small road!
The only thing going through my mind are the instructions from motorcycle class, "If it's small enough to eat in one meal, don't try to swerve." I try unsuccessfully to cut in between the deer, and slammed right into the front shoulder of the middle one.
The bike comes down on its left side, ripping off my shoe and twisting my ankle.
My body hits the deer, and I proceed to roll down the street, with the front of my helmet grinding into the asphalt. The bike slides and spins into the ditch on the side of the road close to the now-dead deer.
My body easily could have suffered more damage than 2 broken fingers, a broken thumb, a twisted ankle, and some knee road rash.
6 weeks later, I am thankful for the invention of the helmet, armoured jacket, leather gloves, my awesome girlfriend, being able to walk, and use of my hands.