A gentle reminder to those who, like me, live in woodsy or rural areas—deer are on the move this time of year, especially during the twilight hours. Here’s what the family sedan looks like after close contact with one of Bambi’s cousins at about 40 mph:
My Lovely Wife and I were on our way home from a nice dinner in town last night at about 7 pm, and dusk was quickly fading into night. I was driving, had just merged onto four-lane Kansas Highway 7, and was accelerating as two deer bolted in front of the car. I presume they’d been browsing in the median, but all I saw was a windshield full of gray-brown fur. There was no time for either them or me to take evasive action, and we struck Deer #2 pretty much square-on, catapulting him/her over the car and somewhere into the darkness behind us.
Thanks to the grace of God, our relatively slow speed, and the medium-small size of the deer, we escaped uninjured and without a lap full of venison or an airbag deployment. This might have been a very different story at 60 mph versus a full-grown buck. I managed to pull the car to the side of the road clear of traffic, and my wife dialed 911 to report the accident. A pair of very professional young officers from the Shawnee Police Department arrived in a few minutes to help us sort things out. The engine was undamaged, and the car was drivable enough to get us the last few miles home.