deer death by knee strike

An odd post title you say. That was our table talk this evening. While having a traditional dinner of fresh fish and rice, B says 'so I kneed a deer today.'

Another lesson learned that only relates to this place. Maybe I should write an island survival guide :)

The lesson is: While riding a motorcycle, deer are of more concern than other vehicles.

B said he was a good distance behind a van, thinking about passing when a deer ran out behind the van and took a dart in front of B's bike path. B knew that any sudden swerving or braking would throw him from the bike. He had time to take his hand off the throttle, check his mirrors to see that no other vehicles were close, see no oncoming traffic, call on his guardian angel and brace his leg for impact. What followed was 'deer death by knee strike'.

The boys asked why he did not go back and bring it home for burgers.