Looks like it’s that time of year again. Yep, deer hunting time. Although, for myself, I “hunt” for them all summer too. Only I hunt for a way to avoid them while riding my motorcycle. Already tangled with one years ago and I have no desire to do that again. Been there, done that and  bought the T-shirt! Just about bagged one on Monday night coming home from work in the Geo-trike.  Had it not been for the fact that I was on the lookout for the critters and was motoring along at the double nickel it could have ended differently.  I was just north of Zumbrota on Highway 58 at the top of the big long hill going down into town when this big buck trotted up out of the ditch and headed my direction. So I laid on the horn, big time. This usually frightens them and they either turn and run or pick up the pace and get out of your way. Not this big guy. He just kept chugging in no particular hurry. So I mashed the brake pedal and continued to lean on the horn.  With the critter right in front of me now, my last thought was: “Aw nuts, this is going to be messy!” just before impact. At the last possible millisecond, he kicked his back legs into the air and the Geo-trikes right front fender just caught one of his rear hooves with a smack. I doubt that it even slowed him down at all. Resuming my journey homeward after the incident, I was wide awake for the rest of the trip. A daylight inspection of the Geo-trike showed minimal damage to the plastic bumper. It doesn’t get much closer than that!