This fawn actually was standing on the side of the bike path like a fan from the Tour de France. I stopped by bike and talked to her, and she had absolutely no fear. I actually could have touched her. I pulled out my phone and snapped this picture as she began to move away.
A few miles later, I saw a skunk standing right by the bike path as well. He told me he's starting a blog.
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What was the skunks name?
ReplyDeleteSo tasty. Deer jerky is a treat. Grow, baby. Grow.
ReplyDeleteBernie, I've had many experiences with deer, mostly when I'm hiking. Momma deer was probably not far away, but it's such a wonderful feeling when you cross paths with these creatures and are able to take a nice photo to remember the experience.
ReplyDeleteHeading to work one morning. 4:15 AM. Briefly, I was the only car around, Rte 378 north one block before the Hill to Hill Bridge. A big deer standing on the double yellow line. I too could have rolled the window down and touched it! Damn cool.
ReplyDeleteShe probably thought you were "Tinker Belle". We've always suspected it.
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