^ I'm curious what 'the done thing' is when you hit a deer too.
1 A friend back in the 80s in Coast Range of Oregon was on his motorbike and came around a bend in the road at decent speed when a deer hopped a guardrail and he went through it. He came to with a highway trooper over him, saying something like, "Holy sh1t, you're alive!?" He was covered in deer parts and trooper didn't check for vitals or call an ambulance until Dale came to. No idea how long he was unconscious till he was found.
2 Was outside of Plush (east of Lakeview in southern Oregon), in passenger seat when a swarm of deer decided dart from the safety of a copse of alders. One ran into the side of car (others went behind our car). Squealing brakes and much swerving ensues. The one that bounced off the door staggers off the road in a daze. Grabbed the Ruger and went after it for possible mercy kill but ground cover too thick. Overhead, vultures from nowhere start to circle, so head back to car which showed no damage.
3 Headed to the Grand Canyon, and about 10 miles to the rim, saw an Escalade (or some other behemoth SUV) pulled over. Front end looked mostly ok, but there was unidentifiable furry, pulpy mass in front seats that had come through the windscreen. We thought the SUV had hit a deer/antelope/cattle and it was tall enough that the mass of the beast was above the bumper/hood to not cave in the front end and all that mass went straight into the passenger compartment.
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