On a favorite stretch of single track (between Purify Bay and Skipper Bay) I rode up on a sow and pigs at about 17-18mph. I stopped so suddenly that my left foot, the one I always unclip and put down (SPD) first was in the 12:00 position. I fell in a heap ten feet from them with much noise. The sow sprinted across a ditch of water and the piglets ran right to me passing on either side as they ran past. I screamed (in a manly manner of course
) while I thought of being found knawed to death still clipped to the damn bike. Wild hogs are almost as common as deer around here.