Been out late this afternoon with a group of mates for a run out to Scarborough and then on to a bike meet at Warley Cross Cafe. On the way from Scarborough to the cafe via a steep hill called Staxton Hill, we came across a pheasant walking along the other side of the carriage way. I was leading the group at the legal speed limit (obviously) when the bloody thing decided to do what they all do on these occasions, namely to take off
and pretend to be a suicide pilot. It flew straight into my path, probably thinking that I was a battle ship. Anyway I swerved a bit, not much though, because I was still (obviously) travelling at the legal speed limit. I ducked down and waited for the impact! It hit me on my right upper arm, and disappeared somewhere to my right side. I have to tell you that the impact had to be felt to be believed! It knocked my hand off the bar and my arm was flailing behind me! Oh and the sudden pain, just like I'd been kicked!
I stopped a bit further up the road to check for damage to the bike etc. I was so lucky that it hit my arm and not the bike! It had glanced off my O/S mirror head, turning it in slightly, before killing itself on my arm. It exploded on impact spreading blood and snot all over the fuel tank, I found loads of feathers stuck between the bottom edge of the tank and the infill panel below. It must have split open its crop because there was what appeared to be grain seeds between the fuel tank and the seat. There was even some grain sticking to the inside of the screen.
I can only guess what damage the bike would have sustained had it hit the bike and not me. I was also so lucky too that it hit my arm and not my crash helmet. God only knows what the outcome of that would have been!
and pretend to be a suicide pilot. It flew straight into my path, probably thinking that I was a battle ship. Anyway I swerved a bit, not much though, because I was still (obviously) travelling at the legal speed limit. I ducked down and waited for the impact! It hit me on my right upper arm, and disappeared somewhere to my right side. I have to tell you that the impact had to be felt to be believed! It knocked my hand off the bar and my arm was flailing behind me! Oh and the sudden pain, just like I'd been kicked!
I stopped a bit further up the road to check for damage to the bike etc. I was so lucky that it hit my arm and not the bike! It had glanced off my O/S mirror head, turning it in slightly, before killing itself on my arm. It exploded on impact spreading blood and snot all over the fuel tank, I found loads of feathers stuck between the bottom edge of the tank and the infill panel below. It must have split open its crop because there was what appeared to be grain seeds between the fuel tank and the seat. There was even some grain sticking to the inside of the screen.
I can only guess what damage the bike would have sustained had it hit the bike and not me. I was also so lucky too that it hit my arm and not my crash helmet. God only knows what the outcome of that would have been!