Last Saturday was the opening day for archery season here in Michigan. I left my home on Friday, the day before, to get in some target practice at my cabin (about 90 miles away) and wait for my invited guest to arrive.
So, I set out out at noon for nice liesurely drive with my Jeep full to brim with all kinds of stuff for hunting, etc. About 30 miles along an the expressway, a shiny, , brand new black pick up truck passess me going about 85 mph. I could tell that he too was on his way to a hunting camp somewhere as well because his back window was festooned with deer hunting decals and the truck bed was stuffed with hunting gear, a ladder stand and bags of carrots (a dead giveaway here in Michigan). Obviously, he was loaded and ready to go!
As soon as he passed me, he then pulled into my lane directly in front of me, I'd say, about 10-car legnths. That's when it happened!
Suddenly, without warning, this black, solid bulky object flew out of the bed of his pickup truck and went up in the air about 15 feet; straight toward my approaching windshield. Just a quickly, it slammed down to the pavement about 5 feet in front of my vehicle. That's when I recogized that this 4 foot long black projectile was a hard-plastic bow case.
Before I could blink an eye, I heard the sound of my front tire hitting the case. Just a quickly, I heard the rear tire do the same, but not before hearing and feeling the thing being tumbled mercilessly under my Jeep.
It was all over in less than 5 seconds. BAM!
Looking back in my mirror, proved my assumptions right. It was indeed a bowcase. And it obviously contained the bow. However, now, there was not one piece of either the bow, arrows and/or case that was larger than 6 inches. It was total, absolute distruction.
The driver of the truck pulled over to the shoulder and looked backward to the mess that now lay strewn over 100 yards of 1-94 in Macomb County, Michigan. As long as I live, I will never forget the look on that fella's face as he looked back in horror. I sure hope he had insurance or, at least a valid credit card to buy an entire set-up before the sporting goods stores closed that evening.
Putting all the pieces togother, it was obvious that his high rate of speed, that the wind caught the bowcase and flipped it out of the truck lile it was cardboard. That driver probably never thought that could happen in a million years, because some of those cases and contents can carry some heft. Well, at 85 mph, a new set of physics applies. I feel terribly sorry for the guy but there was absolutely NOTHING I could have done different without putting myself in danger as well as the other cars on the road!
The moral of the story: Tie everything down in your pick-up bed and don't speed. It can happen to you. I know firstahnd (and so does that other driver)
MB
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Seems to me that these people are more interested in themselves than anyone else. Could quite easily have had a different outcome. This guy should learn something from this, as it turned out, rather inexpensive stupidity.
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All you can do is hold on tight. I crested a hill one day and could see a car coming in the oncoming lane. What I didn't see was the dead racoon just over the crest in my lane 
. I had no time to react and just held onto the handle bars tight. Yep, I was on a motorcycle and that racoon launched me and the bike about 4ft in the air! I landed the jump and stopped my bike to see if there was any s#*t in my drawers. If I had of swerved I'm sure it would have been disasterous.
. I had no time to react and just held onto the handle bars tight. Yep, I was on a motorcycle and that racoon launched me and the bike about 4ft in the air! I landed the jump and stopped my bike to see if there was any s#*t in my drawers. If I had of swerved I'm sure it would have been disasterous.I hunt for memories, the meat's a bonus!
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MichiganBill
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Now that's about as funny as it gets.
Murphy's Law has plagued me for years while bowhunting, but that probably tops the chart for the funniest.
Once I was arriving for a 2 week hunt and my parents picked me up from the airport. As we were getting out my ex-wife was taking my bow from the car, I watched as she swung the car door shut and seen it hit the edge of the bow case(soft case), after checking it out I realized the nockset was 6" higher than it should have been.
Needless to say I was paper tuning the next day instead of hunting.
Bought a SKB hard case the next day also:)
Murphy's Law has plagued me for years while bowhunting, but that probably tops the chart for the funniest.
Once I was arriving for a 2 week hunt and my parents picked me up from the airport. As we were getting out my ex-wife was taking my bow from the car, I watched as she swung the car door shut and seen it hit the edge of the bow case(soft case), after checking it out I realized the nockset was 6" higher than it should have been.
Needless to say I was paper tuning the next day instead of hunting.
Bought a SKB hard case the next day also:)
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MichiganBill
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Actually , on a Michigan hunting Internet site, I was chastized and ctriticized for hitting the guy's bow with my truck. Something akin to " "you shouldve have swerved" or, "you tried to run over it, man" or, you gotta feel like crap", or"why'd you do that, man?".
Sort of the Michigan, Cheech and Chong, mentality over here.
Sort of the Michigan, Cheech and Chong, mentality over here.