so I was crusin around with my pops sunday afternoon... He rides a later model kawi standard bike so we pretty much just sight see when he's around.
we were just piddlin' down this little two lane road back in the mountains past a few little small town communities when it happened...
(jaws music starts to play slowly) da da...........da da..... etc.
I come out of a mild left hand turn into a short straight with a few little homes on the left, and a ditch, and a bank to the right..
A chance to feel the rush of a hayabusa wide open in second gear?.... nah.. just cruise my brian says.
(jaws music speeds up..) da da ... da da... da da... da da...
I'm really only running about 35mph.. and honestly I wasn't paying as much attention as I should have been.
one second i'm cruisin feelin' cool.. the next I see it... coming out of the weeds from the right.. it's a rabbit? cat? dog? muskrat? weasel?.. oh spit! it's jumpin in the air... it's gotta be a rabbit!!... now wait.. thats a bird! a buzzard? a crow?.. who knows.. it's not too big.. not to small.. but black, and red... the.... as if posing perfectly in my vision for just a split second I see it's profile... a chicken. I'm about to collide with a chicken! .. my $10,000 machine.. fastest bike in the world is about to be brought to it's knee's by a lowly chicken flying into my airspace.
(psycho sound effect) wheee whee whee whee whee
THUNK!
it felt like somebody hit me in the chest with a 40 pnd medicine ball... but the damn thing fell into my lap and I could hear it.... Ba-Cock! Ba-Cock!!
I finally had to reach down, grab it, and throw it off of me, and the bike.
amazingly enough it was no big deal really.. I would have hated to hit it at any real speed. My shoulder is slightly sore, and my front shield has a few small scratches from the chicken hitting it before it slammed into me.
The chicken seemed to be okay... dad said it hit the pavement and rolled around then jumped up and ran aroudn in front of him for a while then waddled off muttering something about
"stoopid bikers ain't got no respect fo a chickin'!"
we were just piddlin' down this little two lane road back in the mountains past a few little small town communities when it happened...
(jaws music starts to play slowly) da da...........da da..... etc.
I come out of a mild left hand turn into a short straight with a few little homes on the left, and a ditch, and a bank to the right..
A chance to feel the rush of a hayabusa wide open in second gear?.... nah.. just cruise my brian says.
(jaws music speeds up..) da da ... da da... da da... da da...
I'm really only running about 35mph.. and honestly I wasn't paying as much attention as I should have been.
one second i'm cruisin feelin' cool.. the next I see it... coming out of the weeds from the right.. it's a rabbit? cat? dog? muskrat? weasel?.. oh spit! it's jumpin in the air... it's gotta be a rabbit!!... now wait.. thats a bird! a buzzard? a crow?.. who knows.. it's not too big.. not to small.. but black, and red... the.... as if posing perfectly in my vision for just a split second I see it's profile... a chicken. I'm about to collide with a chicken! .. my $10,000 machine.. fastest bike in the world is about to be brought to it's knee's by a lowly chicken flying into my airspace.
(psycho sound effect) wheee whee whee whee whee
THUNK!
it felt like somebody hit me in the chest with a 40 pnd medicine ball... but the damn thing fell into my lap and I could hear it.... Ba-Cock! Ba-Cock!!
I finally had to reach down, grab it, and throw it off of me, and the bike.
amazingly enough it was no big deal really.. I would have hated to hit it at any real speed. My shoulder is slightly sore, and my front shield has a few small scratches from the chicken hitting it before it slammed into me.
The chicken seemed to be okay... dad said it hit the pavement and rolled around then jumped up and ran aroudn in front of him for a while then waddled off muttering something about
"stoopid bikers ain't got no respect fo a chickin'!"
