Happy Rider
Well-known member
So I'm on my way back from Death Valley yesterday enjoying the last 45 minutes of a great ride. I rode up HWY 395 then over HWY 88. All is good and I'm traveling south on SR 49, north of San Andreas. Ahead of me I see a large wild turkey walking on the right shoulder. I'd guess the thing weights at least 25+ pounds. I slow down to the speed limit and I see the turkey is starting to walk away from the roadway. There is one southbound lane and two northbound lanes and a long straight away. I look further ahead and I see that no one else is coming the other direction so I have a good escape route planned. I'm about to pass the turkey and all of a sudden he does an about face and starts to run directly into my path. I swerve to the left and then it takes off and starts to fly directly towards me. WTF!!!! This thing is out to get me. I'm thinking that turkeys don't fly so well and it takes off in slow motion. I push hard on the left bar and enter the #2 northbound lane. The turkey is not gaining altitude so I duck behind the VStream. I'm glad is was in the lowest position because I just barely cleared the bird as I rode past. . Now I'm heading for the shoulder so I push hard on the right bar and pull on the left. I manage to pull it off and I'm on my way home again.
I don't know what it is with longer rides but every time I'm on my way home something weird happens. I guess I tend to let the guard down when I'm almost home. Now I have forest rats and turkeys to deal with. Got to love the foothills.
I don't know what it is with longer rides but every time I'm on my way home something weird happens. I guess I tend to let the guard down when I'm almost home. Now I have forest rats and turkeys to deal with. Got to love the foothills.