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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Oh dear deer…… We hit a deer head on, and we had to pay dearly… On Saturday my husband surprised me to a romantic getaway in the mountains of West Virginia. I came home from work and he had everything ready, maps, destination, cabin reservations, etc.He wanted to leave the busy city life and see nature. As we were in the highway, we saw a sign warning to watch for deers and bears <oh my So we were all exited, YES! Maybe we get to see them! Well, we didn’t see them, …..and they didn’t see us. All we heard was a THUMP and then we saw flashes of deer hoofs and antlers whirling before our eyes. It was very dark, so at present time we don’t know if we hit one, two or a family of 4. The car started to blow smoke thorough the hood, so we immediately stop to survey the damage and…yep… the deer-s had broken the headlights, the grill and somehow smashed the radiator, fan and air conditioning unit. We were in the middle of nowhere <literally so we review what our choices where.. – sleep in the van <cosy yet uncomfortable – hitchhike <convenient yet dangerous – wait for the sun to come up <interesting yet cold – or..drive slowly and hope to the best <tricky yet ..only way out So, we started the car and drovewatching intently for any signs of human civilization, such as electric lights, human dwellings, or golden arches. We drove about 20 miles, all the while hearing things falling for the car and going thump..crash..clink…ding…planck…cappot…but…we could not afford to stop and see it they were engine parts or deer parts. We could only stop when the heat gauche, got to the DANGER-evacuate-engine-will-explode-level. . Finally we arrived to what seemed civilization. A house that eerily reminded me of the "Bates Motel" We stopped there , or shall I say, the van stopped there, and at that instance, we saw a car stoping and 3 guys getting down. We said..’h-e-l-p-p-p-p-p? <or something to that effect They turned out to be Theodore Kasinky’s look-alikes, but, they were really nice, they told us we were lucky to find them home, since they were just coming home from an A.A meeting <phew The said that the house had no phone, so they couldn’t call for help <We are talking West Virginia.. mountain mama But..fortunately they had running water and pour some of it in our smoking radiator, half of which ended up in the pavement, <or gravel? then they guide us to the nearest hotel, that cheap or expensive, scrunchy or luxurious, mirrors on the celing or not,, we had to take. It turned to be an all american, Holiday Inn!! It was 11:30PM. We got down and for the first time in our married life, asked for a room first , and the nightly rate later. The next day, we called our insurance, which by now had raised to the top Fortune 100 company thanks to our monthly payments. ‘They’ will pay <form our already millionaire account, for the hotel, car rental, and tow of the van to civilization. Today is Monday. I still haven’t heard form our insurance, but at least, we are back home….back to the city, where every block has about 4 houses all with phones! We wanted to see nature life up close, and we did. We wanted to get away from civilization, and we did. We wanted a memorable weekend getaway, and we did So the moral of the story is…be careful what you asked for…..because you might get it. Oh dear, or as P-p-piglet would say Oh d-d-d-ear, dear.
Oh Bull, Hi Rosita! I don’t know if you ever caught my Grim tale of hitting a bull in bumf*ck South Dakota last year, but it was eerily similar to your deer story. Except the car didn’t move an inch after hitting El Toro, and my lousy insurance company (GEICO) did nothing to help me. But, in all seriousness, I really believe I suffered from post traumatic stress after the incident, which may have contributed to my first panic attack. So I reccomend to *not* take the incident lightly. I still have flashbacks to that awful night when, on a desolate South Dakota prairie road, a Toyota Corolla took on a very large, very heavy piece of cattle….and lost. Erik (who will invest in two "deer whistles" for my car…one in the front, and one in the back) — If hugging on the highway is your sport Trade your car for a davenport. (Burma Shave)
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Oh dear deer…… We hit a deer head on, and we had to pay dearly… On Saturday my husband surprised me to a romantic getaway in the mountains of West Virginia. I came home from work and he had everything ready, maps, destination, cabin reservations, etc.He wanted to leave the busy city life and see nature. As we were in the highway, we saw a sign warning to watch for deers and bears <oh my So we were all exited, YES! Maybe we get to see them! Well, we didn’t see them, …..and they didn’t see us. All we heard was a THUMP and then we saw flashes of deer hoofs and antlers whirling before our eyes. It was very dark, so at present time we don’t know if we hit one, two or a family of 4. The car started to blow smoke thorough the hood, so we immediately stop to survey the damage and…yep… the deer-s had broken the headlights, the grill and somehow smashed the radiator, fan and air conditioning unit. We were in the middle of nowhere <literally so we review what our choices where.. – sleep in the van <cosy yet uncomfortable – hitchhike <convenient yet dangerous – wait for the sun to come up <interesting yet cold – or..drive slowly and hope to the best <tricky yet ..only way out So, we started the car and drovewatching intently for any signs of human civilization, such as electric lights, human dwellings, or golden arches. We drove about 20 miles, all the while hearing things falling for the car and going thump..crash..clink…ding…planck…cappot…but…we could not afford to stop and see it they were engine parts or deer parts. We could only stop when the heat gauche, got to the DANGER-evacuate-engine-will-explode-level. . Finally we arrived to what seemed civilization. A house that eerily reminded me of the "Bates Motel" We stopped there , or shall I say, the van stopped there, and at that instance, we saw a car stoping and 3 guys getting down. We said..’h-e-l-p-p-p-p-p? <or something to that effect They turned out to be Theodore Kasinky’s look-alikes, but, they were really nice, they told us we were lucky to find them home, since they were just coming home from an A.A meeting <phew The said that the house had no phone, so they couldn’t call for help <We are talking West Virginia.. mountain mama But..fortunately they had running water and pour some of it in our smoking radiator, half of which ended up in the pavement, <or gravel? then they guide us to the nearest hotel, that cheap or expensive, scrunchy or luxurious, mirrors on the celing or not,, we had to take. It turned to be an all american, Holiday Inn!! It was 11:30PM. We got down and for the first time in our married life, asked for a room first , and the nightly rate later. The next day, we called our insurance, which by now had raised to the top Fortune 100 company thanks to our monthly payments. ‘They’ will pay <form our already millionaire account, for the hotel, car rental, and tow of the van to civilization. Today is Monday. I still haven’t heard form our insurance, but at least, we are back home….back to the city, where every block has about 4 houses all with phones! We wanted to see nature life up close, and we did. We wanted to get away from civilization, and we did. We wanted a memorable weekend getaway, and we did So the moral of the story is…be careful what you asked for…..because you might get it. Oh dear, or as P-p-piglet would say Oh d-d-d-ear, dear.
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