Killer Deer

Texas deer charges into riders

Texas based Team Data Pro held an informal training ride last Sunday in the Hill Country near San Antonio, Texas, USA. Out of a brushy area a deer charged across a five foot high fence, and caught two riders in the middle of the group. Matt Seagrave from Austin and Pablo Sollenberger from McKinney were on the receiving end of the deer’s fierce tackle. Weighing more than either rider, the deer hit Pablo on the right upper chest bringing him and Matt down. Pablo sustained a broken collarbone, bruises, and some lost skin, while Matt sustained some bruises, and a stiff neck. The deer was apparently unharmed, and barely slowed down.

Revenge for the Ontario deer hunt that’s going on for the past two weeks.

but not all hunters are triathletes/cyclists…and vice versa…how do the deer know the difference…and how do they know to cross at those signs?

Lucky thing the deer didn’t have ‘aerobars.’

Or maybe he did and the group wouldn’t let him ride with them, thus the attack.

“…how do the deer know the difference…”

Don’t worry about the deer. It’s the damn hunters that don’t know the difference. Some of them will shoot at anything including each other. Did you read about the woman who’s dog was shot by some moron when she was taking it out for a walk. It was on the leash at the time.

I’m living right in the centre of it and can’t go for a run on the trails for two weeks. I hate this time of the year.

Lucky thing the deer didn’t have ‘aerobars.’

Or maybe he did and the group wouldn’t let him ride with them, thus the attack. maybe it was a tri deer and someone made a comment about his ability to keep his line in the peleton and he lost it…if he had only taken the time to learn how to ride in a group safely none of this would have ever happened

Rumor has it this past weekend here in St. Louis, Mo there was a deer that got struck by a car and ricochet’d into a group of riders. One of them is in the hospital with blood in his brain. Yuk! It really makes you think… about what I’m not sure. It’s scary the weird stuff that can happen. I came about 5’ from getting hit by a deer mountain biking last weekend. The guy behind me said it was closer.

Would those deer whistles that are intended for cars & trucks work on bikes at such slow speeds?

deer whistles on a bike…probably not…think the faster you go the more effective they are supposed to be (in a car that is)…I smell an invention here people.

can anyone tell me which movie this quote is from?

“we almost hit a deer, that’s all”

Tough stuff. Two years ago, pro triathlete Joey Saunders hit a deer during one of the Monterey Bay tris (not sure if it was Pac Grove) and he was messed up bad. Missed an entire year.

Deer are bad enough but I almost hit a moose one time. Was driving a very small convertible Triumph TR8 with the top down. I could have reached out and touched this moose as I swerved to avoid it. It was that close.Somebody was looking out for me that day.

good thing it/you missed…wouldn’t have been much left to talk about…saw an article/picture in an Alberta paper years ago about a moose and a passenger train…both lost.

This doesn’t really qualify as a “killer deer” does it?

Living in the heart of deer country, I, too, have had some near misses on bikes and in cars. I see more deer than cars on almost all of my runs whether it be trails or roads.

A little deer humor:

Why did the chicken cross the road? To show the deer how it is done.

“It is never too late to fix your childhood!” Tom Robbins

A cyclist was killed in the Oakland hills by a deer when I lived up there in the early 90’s. He hit it coming downhill going pretty fast.

I was in Monterey this summer. The deer were as thick as pigeons in Washington Square.

A TR8 was my dream car in high school. I wound up settling for a TR7.

My parts guy (who I became very good friends with) told me this one:

Why do the British drink warm beer?

Because the same people who build their cars build their refrigerators.

Actually the deer mistook the aerobars for antlers. Was this during the rut?

"Why do the British drink warm beer? "

Actually the joke was about Lucas electrics. Lucas was the the company that made all electrical systems for British cars. I actually had a black T-shirt with gold lettering that said “Lucas - Prince of Darkness”. Bought it at one of the British car shows.

So the actual joke was :

Q. Why do the British drink their beer warm.

A. Because they have Lucas refridgerators.

I had a bunch of British cars - Triumph TR4, Spitfire, TR8, MGB, Midget, three Mini-Coopers. Used to restore them as a hobby in the 70/80’s.

Loved my TR8. I rebuild the engine with a Holley 4bbl, headers, 3/4 cam, oversize pistons, higher compression/ported head. Was getting about 250 bhp from that little 3.5 litre V8 in a very light car. I used to hunt down Cameros, Mustang GT’s, Vettes and the non turbo Porsches and give them a whupping. One time I was out on a country back road and some guy in a Ferrari 308 actually thought he was going to pass me. He didn’t!!

In my older age (53) I’m a lot more reserved now then back in the 80’s. Now I drive a mini-van. But someday I’ll own another Triumph. Either a TR6 or TR8.

“In my older age (53) I’m a lot more reserved now then back in the 80’s. Now I drive a mini-van. But someday I’ll own another Triumph. Either a TR6 or TR8.”

Back in '69, I owned a '66 S2 Elan (Webers) and did the same sorts of modifications. I bought it used, and a mechanic friend told me the valve guides and mains were worn (after 36K!) so I cut a sweet deal on the premise that I’d have to rebuild the engine. When I got done (bored out, steel crank, ported head, oversized valves, 310º cam, Blue Streaks, suspension, 5-speed…) it was generating close to 225 bhp on the dyno. Faster than stink and a dream to drive… when it ran.

In my older age (54) I’d love to have another one, but this time I want to find a mechanic who owns one, and rent it from him when it works…

“Deer are bad enough but I almost hit a moose one time. Was driving a very small convertible Triumph TR8 with the top down.”

You’d have been road kill. The Bullwinkle and his buds would have been roasting your remains over the hibachi that afternoon!