Went for a leisurely Sunday ride on the beast, woods, secondary roads (mostly) and on one secondary, in second gear gradually rolling the throttle between 7000 - 10,000 rpm or so,
I started a stampede ! There was a cow pasture ahead of me on my right, when I rounded the corner, they were all in full gallop away from the noise (me).
I cut the ride short, too much fog, and on the same corner returning home I saw what looked like a hunk of plastic in the middle of the road on my side, on second glance I saw it was a turtle apparently sunning himself, oblivious to where he was, in the middle of the road. I turned around parked next to him, and put him in the woods. He was in a hurry after that. Then, a deja vu moment came to me, last July, the day my Mom passed away, I passed another turtle, this one was trying to cross a major four lane road, two in each direction, the traffic was moderate, and I couldn't stop and backtrack safely to attempt to save it, I said a prayer and continued on my way to work, not aware that a few hours later Mom would be dead from a massive heart attack, and me not knowing if the turtle made it or not.
I promised myself that day, if there ever was another situation where I could (safely) save a turtle or any other animal trying to cross a road, I would. Today, that promise came true, I almost burst into tears because it brought back all the trauma of that day. At the same time I felt some satisfaction from fulfilling a promise I made almost a year ago. Just thought I would share that story.
Before this happened I stopped for homemade ice cream, and before I left I guy and his wife pulled up next to me on a new spotless Harley. As I was suiting up, figuring a Harley guy would not notice or care about my beast of a crotch rocket, he said, "Nice Machine", I exchanged the complement, and went on my way, that culminated in the incident I just described. All in all, I would say it was a good day.
Rhody...