I had other plans for the day, but this morning unfortunately I took on a deer head on. The good news is that God and His angels were looking out for me. I hit the deer at close to 60mph, lost control, went down and finally came to a stop 150 feet later. A driver behind me helped out and waited with me until other help came. I'm banged up with sprained fingers, a bit of road rash, sore muscles but no broken bones. I told the Dr. that I must have been doing some fancy gymnastics skidding down the highway because afterward while I was looking at my helmet, I realize thankfully that my helmet never touched the ground. I'm going to be OK; the deer is dead, but my dear bike looks very sad. I don't know quite yet what the outcome will be. My insurance coverage was only liability, so I'm on my own for repairs, or? It's gonna take a lot of patience and a bunch of $, but I dearly want to get her and me back on the road. It's too soon to say but I will probably be looking to replace the front end at least. It's a bummer because she used to be sooo pretty. At least I am not all busted up laying in a hospital. Thanks for listening.