Re: This thread.
Bravo!
I once was forced to ride up & over a freshly-hit deer, as the traffic had confined me to the shoulder of the roadway. I was headed fast downhill, and had nowhere else to steer.
It was grizzly... There was a lot of blood and some of the animal's viscera in may path. I rolled up and across her ribcage and landed hard in a debris field of broken automobile trim. I kept the bike upright, but flatted the rear tire when a sliver of aluminium pierced it through.
I looked down... my bike, my legs, and my shoes were streaked with deer blood. I fixed the flat and continued on my way.
Upon my return home, my cat followed me around, looking puzzled, as if to say "ho, now... what have YOU killed and eaten?"