I actually had a chipmunk calmly WALK between my wheels last weekend while I was climbing puke hill. Lovely testament to how freaking slow I was climbing. I couldn't even scare him into a jog.
I've bunnyhopped baby armadillos before. And snakes.
The only thing I've run into are grouse. Damn things fly right out of the bushes and into my handlebars. It's like getting clobbered with a chicken. And then the one got stuck in my brake levers and was flapping around squawking for a minute while I was trying to figure out how to stop with a bird in my brakes. Beautiful. It flew away afterwards, so apparantly we just freaked each other out.
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow, what a Ride!"
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