To the ungulates whom it may concern:
Next time the two of you want to run full speed through the bush please look where you are going. Your lack of awareness of your surroundings resulted in the following panicked instruction.
"Deer! I am sure they are deer...Blow your whistle! NOW!!"
It is good I decided to blow first and ask questions later. I mean, it is bad enough when you jump in front of my car. While the resulting collision is going to harm both of us, most likely you are going to end up in far worse shape than me. But when the two of you came screaming towards us as we were walking along the trail minding our own business, I knew that in this situation any contact was going to weigh heavily in your favour. Potential outcome:
It would have been considerate to at least have made a bit more noise as you bounded along. More than 20 yards of warning would have allowed us time to move out of your way. After all, we were talking and making ample noise so as to alert some of your wilderness neighbours such as the cougars and bears. Would it have been too much to snap a twig or two as you did your hopping and bounding thing?
Before you get your respective backsides of venison up, in your favour I would like to acknowledge that you were not being aggressive. Blissfully ignorant would be a more apt description. However, had you not come to a screeching halt when I blew my whistle I don't think there would have been a noticeable difference in outcome.
I would like to close on a positive note by saying that before our unfortunate encounter I had some doubts as to whether or not I would be able to remain calm enough in an emergency to be able to use my whistle. Thank you for clearing up that matter for me.
Someone who does not want to have any more trail stories this year...
P.S. If ever there was a WTF moment, this would have been it. But as I have pointed out in a previous post I don't use that kind of language.