A story from 'back in the day'

[dannymax]

Here's an article from the local paper, sometime in the early '70's. I tried to get some pics but they just wouldn't come out so I recreated it.

INJURED DOG WAS WOLF

Danny Unwin petted a wolf last night, only he didn't know it at the time.

It started when Unwin struck the 30 to 40 pound animal with his motorcycle in the hamlet of St. Regis Falls.

The animal was injured, and thinking it was a dog, Unwin took it to a nearby lawn and spoke softly to it and petted it.
"He seemed to like it," he said.

Later he took the animal to state trapper Elmer Davies, who identified it as a wolf. Davies said it was a young animal, probably a pup from this year's litter.

The wolf was so badly hurt it had to be destroyed.

Unwin is a technician with the county real property tax services office working on the county tax map.

Any other "animal/motorcycle stories" out there?

 

[jfeagins]

I kicked a turtle @ >50mph back in the late 70's to save it from certain highway death. Tried to spin it off to the side with my tennis shoe.


1LB turtle + 50mph = OUCH!

DON'T EVER DO THAT!

:rofl_200:

 

[gleno]

I once drove through a flock of Galah's (parrot about the size of a crow) at about 70mph.

They all managed to miss me except one. It hit me on the throttle hand. The bird hit the knuckle of the index finger. Killed the bird.

HURT LIKE HELL.

I always feel sad when I see road kill.

Calling someone a galah in Australia is a traditional way of questioning their intelligence. "Ya flaming galah" is as common in Oz as calling someone a "goose" in other parts of the world.

Lots of Kangaroos around here too. Don't want to run into one (mob) of those things.

 

[82ndCowboy]

I had a squirrel that was running across the road run straight for my front tire.
He didn't make it. I guess he got scared trying to cross in traffic and decided hiding under my Max would make him safe. He was so wrong.
Felt like running over one of those reflectors in the road.

 

[naughtyG]

Guy I used to work for in the UK had a very stupid half blind sheep dog. Damn thing would always freak out whenever I came/left on my bike, and would often manage to keep up with me until I shifted to 3rd gear.

This one day I came in to work on my (1 month old) Yamaha XTZ 750, and the stupid mutt ran straight at me. Tried to kick the **** out of him out of the way, but he ran into my front wheel causing me to lose control and drop the bike. :confused2:
Only doing about 5mph, but the whole left side of the bike was scratched - over $3000 of damage. Luckily fully comp insurance covered it, but I could've killed that stupid thing.. :damn angry::rofl_200::damn angry:

 

[Bill Kratzenberg]

Guy I used to work for in the UK had a very stupid half blind sheep dog. Damn thing would always freak out whenever I came/left on my bike, and would often manage to keep up with me until I shifted to 3rd gear.

This one day I came in to work on my (1 month old) Yamaha XTZ 750, and the stupid mutt ran straight at me. Tried to kick the **** out of him out of the way, but he ran into my front wheel causing me to lose control and drop the bike. :confused2:
Only doing about 5mph, but the whole left side of the bike was scratched - over $3000 of damage. Luckily fully comp insurance covered it, but I could've killed that stupid thing.. :damn angry::rofl_200::damn angry:

I often wondered how those dogs could see anything at all with all the hair in their face :ummm:

 

[jfeagins]

I also remember a day back in the early 80's when my 1st wife's cousin was on the back of a Yamaha 700 Virago. Her boyfriend was northbound I-435 just past World's of Fun in KC when he had to duck a couple turtle doves that got up from the shoulder. The wife's cousin didn't know to duck fast enough and ended up with a dead dove up inside her face mask and when she knocked it out, she ended up standing on the shoulder with busted egg all over her face. What a riot. She thought she'd been murdered the way she carried on and on and on and on and on. Poor turtle dove.




Do insect incidents count on this topic too?

If so, there was the time I left my girlfriend's house at midnight and started back into town (1979ish). Bugs were extremely heavy that summer so I got down low behind the cluster on the 79 XS1100. I didn't get low enough when a ginormous mammoth moth came from the upper right side of my periphrial vision to slam me right between the eyes on my safety glasses. Not only did the impact hurt like hell, the mess was something else. There was so much bug crap splattered on the glasses, I didn't have enough shirttail to clean it all off. Couldn't see through the mess, so I had to ride the rest of the way home at a dead crawl speed with no eye protection.


Bugs and birds happen. Life is good.

 

[Hatter]

'Back in the day' in '91, I was coming home early one morning from town about 6:30am, minding my own business, RUNNING THE SPEED LIMIT for a change, when a damn dog comes out of nowhere, jumps the ditch, and jams his head into the spokes of my little CM400t Honda.

Front wheel locks up against the fork, bike flips 17 times according to witnesses. I slid 148 feet down the asphalt.

I awake to the ring of people surrounding me.

Me -"what happened?
them- " you hit a dog."
Me- "Is the Dog ... dead?"
them - "yes, yes the dog is dead!"
Me- "Good!"

and I passed out again...

When I came to next, My Mom had got there as I was put in the ambulance. "Well you sure did it THIS TIME!"
"Thanks for caring, mom."

I always thought when they put you in an ambulance, that they were supposed to strap it in. It didn't feel like it. Every curve in the road like to have killed me ( had a chipped collarbone but didn't know then.) Strapped the backboard, I asked the EMT if I was going to die.

Me- "Hey"
EMT- "Yes?"
Me- "Am I going to die?"
EMT- "NO! You're not going to die!"
Me- " Then Tell him (the driver) to SLOW THE **** DOWN!"

I passed out again listening to the driver laughing his *** off...

To this day when he sees me, we laugh about that.