Got up on saturday to beautiful scootin' weather. Low 40s but going up to the mid 50s. Cruizin' some back roads near the Shennandoah Nat'l Park and saw a deer that had been hit by a car. Upon my return trip I could see the deer up ahead with 7 or 8 buzzards enjoying an afternoon buffet. I slowed down as they were right on the shoulder and I didn't want any trouble. I gave them a few warning honks as I approached. They all slowly began flapping their wings trying to get airborne. They all flew away from me, oh...except for one who came towards me. I gave "Lola" a bit of gas and tried to get by, but that big bird literally landed on my head and tried to push off, catching a wing between me and my windscreen (swear, it must gave been a 5 foot wingspan). Meanwhile I'm bobbin' & weavin' trying to stay shiny side up. That's all I remember as it happened in a matter of seconds. Bird got away clean except for some errant feathers stuck in my visor. After a quick check of the scooter, I was on my way again.
It might be one of those "you had to be there" moments, but I was!! A 3 foot tall buzzard, wildly flapping its 5 foot wingspan in terror trying to get out from between me and my windscreed at 20mph.
Sorry, no video.
Anyone else have a National Geographic Moment?