Keeping in mind that i'm not a hunter and I love animals (except the neighbors' barking dogs of course):
this morning i felt the sudden urge to get geared up and go for a ride on the XR650L (the Vice Grips of the motorcycle world). First stop was the local riding park. It was almost vacated, two weeks ago a guy missed a turn and pegged a tree and was killed instantly. This was a wake up call to many of us, and I think there has been less traffic since then. This morning, there was only one group riding, a father and his two young sons, on a pair of matching yellow Z50s. These bikes looked perfect, like they just came out of the crate, yet they were made in the early 70s? How cool.
Anyway, as I started down the trail (the open part of the trail riding along the fence), I saw a buck with a big rack quite a ways away. I proceeded down the trail, wanting to get a closer look at this beautiful animal. Some of you are probably thinking "you shouldn't chase deer". You are probably right. Keep in mind though, that this park is totally full of deer, and usually if you try to chase one on a dirt bike they easilly outrun you in just a few seconds.
This time though, that isn't what happened. I quickly realized this deer wasn't going as fast as normal. I'd say he was going about 25 mph down the trail, and ran with a strange erratic gait. All of a sudden, he veered to the left, then back right again as if to jump the fence. The fence is 8 feet tall, it might be possible for a deer to jump the fence but this guy didn't even come close. He struck the fence really hard about five feet up, then fell to the ground.
Deer are sort of like cats...very resilient. Something will happen that you think hurt them really bad, and they will just jump up and keep going like it was no big deal. So I just sat there thinking that any time he would get back up. Well, he didn't, so I parked the bike and walked up to take a look. Didn't want to get too close at first, I suppose I could get kicked? Have never been this close to a deer before! Finally got the nerve to get close enough to touch him, he was covered in sweat. This doesn't seem normal, it's 52 degrees out and he didn't run very far. His legs were twitching and a bit of blood came out of his nose or mouth, I could tell that he knew I was there and was scared. After a couple of minutes like that, he took a big deep breath, then stopped breathing. His fur felt cold, probably from the evaporation of the sweat.
I felt really bad for chasing the deer, even though it appears that he may have been sick and dying anyway. This was not a very pleasant experience for me, for some of you deer hunters out there this is no big deal. In fact, you may have stuck a knife or a bullet in a deer after approaching it, just to finish it off. Anyway, for me, it was a strange and slightly traumatic start to my day, and for some strange reason I felt compelled to share it with you guys.
this morning i felt the sudden urge to get geared up and go for a ride on the XR650L (the Vice Grips of the motorcycle world). First stop was the local riding park. It was almost vacated, two weeks ago a guy missed a turn and pegged a tree and was killed instantly. This was a wake up call to many of us, and I think there has been less traffic since then. This morning, there was only one group riding, a father and his two young sons, on a pair of matching yellow Z50s. These bikes looked perfect, like they just came out of the crate, yet they were made in the early 70s? How cool.
Anyway, as I started down the trail (the open part of the trail riding along the fence), I saw a buck with a big rack quite a ways away. I proceeded down the trail, wanting to get a closer look at this beautiful animal. Some of you are probably thinking "you shouldn't chase deer". You are probably right. Keep in mind though, that this park is totally full of deer, and usually if you try to chase one on a dirt bike they easilly outrun you in just a few seconds.
This time though, that isn't what happened. I quickly realized this deer wasn't going as fast as normal. I'd say he was going about 25 mph down the trail, and ran with a strange erratic gait. All of a sudden, he veered to the left, then back right again as if to jump the fence. The fence is 8 feet tall, it might be possible for a deer to jump the fence but this guy didn't even come close. He struck the fence really hard about five feet up, then fell to the ground.
Deer are sort of like cats...very resilient. Something will happen that you think hurt them really bad, and they will just jump up and keep going like it was no big deal. So I just sat there thinking that any time he would get back up. Well, he didn't, so I parked the bike and walked up to take a look. Didn't want to get too close at first, I suppose I could get kicked? Have never been this close to a deer before! Finally got the nerve to get close enough to touch him, he was covered in sweat. This doesn't seem normal, it's 52 degrees out and he didn't run very far. His legs were twitching and a bit of blood came out of his nose or mouth, I could tell that he knew I was there and was scared. After a couple of minutes like that, he took a big deep breath, then stopped breathing. His fur felt cold, probably from the evaporation of the sweat.
I felt really bad for chasing the deer, even though it appears that he may have been sick and dying anyway. This was not a very pleasant experience for me, for some of you deer hunters out there this is no big deal. In fact, you may have stuck a knife or a bullet in a deer after approaching it, just to finish it off. Anyway, for me, it was a strange and slightly traumatic start to my day, and for some strange reason I felt compelled to share it with you guys.