Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Bad Luck?

To some it seems like I may have bad luck. Bad, good, exciting, dull, my life doesn't really seem that dramatic as it happens, yet I find that I have more stories to tell then time to tell them. So much has happened...yet I fail to write. Here's the latest craziness.
Last weekend Meg and I were en route to hike at Robert Norbit State Fish and Wildlife Area, cruising along Highway 106 in Pike County, Illinois when all of a sudden a turkey took off from the left hand shoulder and flew right into the side of my car, ripping off the side mirror and denting the car and front quarter panel. We went back to the scene, collected my mirror and looked for the turkey. It was still alive under some brush in the ditch, but was badly hurt. I looked for a stick because I knew what needed to be done. While I struggled to move the bird into a position where I could get a good whack at it, it flailed and fluttered and then it stopped. Its eyes closed and lay motionless, the poor bird's life ended by a flying bird of another kind...a 2 ton hunk of metal moving at 60 miles an hour. I wish I knew what to do with the turkey, but I had no choice but to leave it there, wanting to be mad at it, but yet feeling sorry for it and my car as well.
The bird ended up doing quite a bit of damage, $1500 damage to be exact. However, I had a previous fender-bender that I was thinking of fixing and the auto body shop said it would straighten it out no extra charge. The whole mess will only end of costing me $100 so that's the bright side I guess. I've never owned a car worth fixing before, and I suppose that's what insurance is for.