Hi family; So, Dave and I rode our bikes into town today since the temperature was in the mid-50's and there was no rain. On the way back toward Svenson, I was just coming out of a corner and headed up to the John Day River bridge when a beautiful (thankfully small) owl came flying across the road. I could tell that it was going to hit me, so I ducked my head while still trying to watch the road. Sure enough, it smacked right into my helmet! I really thought I'd go down, but managed to maintain the bike. At first, I felt a little stunned but was able to ride. Then, I was fine. However, the poor owl might not have faired as well. It then flew at Dave but didn't crash into him. (it did poop on his bike:)) Dave saw it land on the side of the road. It was too stunned to fly. I was going about 50 miles an hour when we collided! Now that was a motorcycle moment.
I have to say that the owl was really gorgeous. I even noticed it's eyes as it flew toward me. It had blond and white feathers and was probably about 16-20 inches long. I hope it's fine. And, I really don't want many motorcycle moments like that.
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What a crazy story! Is this a metaphore for something? Jane bumps heads with owl, scares the crap out of owl, and so they poop on Dave. Too funny. I think it happened to me when I was a teenager:)
Actually, I've been trying to figure out the metaphor, because it certainly seems to need one!
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