I just had to laugh, there were 27 bikes all roaring along, when one of the ladies near the front signals and pulls over, as we all get stopped, she's jumping around, totally freaked out, yelling..."baby ducks go POP, yuk." Just thinking about it again makes me smile.
I hit a big turtle once, felt like Evil Kenival (NOT!) It was early evening, the sun was just setting...you know how the shadows start to get longer, just before dark? Any came around a curve and didn't see him in the shadow, untill I was on top of him. There was no time to break, which I'm thinking was a good thing as I hadn't quite straighted up out of the curve yet. As the front wheel came off the ground I felt the bike "twitch" (can't think of a better word?) and just yanked the handle bars straight again...I'm still not sure how it happended but the bike landed straight and didn't go down.
I'm also not sure how I didn't wet myself of have a heart attack! I pulled over and as soon as I got the kickstand down I started shaking so bad it was crazy. It was my 1st ride after going down and I couldn't believe I was OK. My friend that was riding behind me said that I took 20 years off his life.
Oh, and I had turtle GUTS on my bike and pants! YUK!