Heart skipped a beat, turkey strike

[1976RD400C]

So, I come around the turn and out of the woods comes a whole flock of turkeys. They charge into the road all over the place. I felt like I was the bowling ball and they were the pins. The one runs a collision course right to me and pow. A slight handlebar twitch and all good. I slowed down after that.   

[JKV45]

Glad you are ok!

There are all over the roads around here as well, but luckily no close calls yet.

[SoCal250]

glad you & the 400 came out of it OK. Not a problem we have around here. The only turkeys we have to dodge are the ones behind the wheel and on their phones.

[RDnuTZ]

and the ones running the state 

[RDryan]

Is that blood and guts on the engine?

[IR8D8R]

 Here in Tennessee if you hit a deer with your vehicle you are legally entitled to take it home and eat it. Presumably it would be demised before you tuck in. Furthermore, if you witness a deer being struck and are not the striker, you may also partake in some venison. Providing that the person who hit it doesn't stop to claim it himself. Not sure about turkeys, groundhogs, rabbits or bears. Matter of taste perhaps?
 Come to think of it. I'm not even certain that you are required to witness the event in order to feed roadkill to your family. Pretty sure you can stew up whatever you find beside the highway. Wild animals don't come with best-by dates so you're taking some risks...

IR8D8R

[m in sc]

glad you are ok.

and I def never hung out a truck window, at the gap, in federal lands with a firearm looking for the pigs and /or boar that almost caused us to crash the night before.  nope. not me.

[Kawtriplefreak]

I will never forget that...

[mnein]

They shoot pigs from helicopters, so why not trucks? Here in Michigan there's deer and turkey to worry about hitting. I try to help some with the deer population....

[JKV45]

I hit a deer on the Interstate, 2-up,at dusk, back in the day on my new '87 Ninja 750.

The worst part was when you stopped sliding and realized you were laying in the fast lane.  I remember looking for grass and crawling quickly while my head was still spinning.

One time I came around a blind corner and was greeted by a herd of sheep blocking the road.  Never know what you'll be greeted with, out in the country.