Oh Deer – Dirt Roads and Deposit

After visiting the Starrucca Viaduct I bummed around the backroads, not straying very far. I had to watch my odometer. In an act of luminescent brilliance I left my wallet back in the RV. Since I had a $5 bill in my tankbag, I knew I could ride as far as requiring no more than $5 in gas to get back to Hancock. Thankfully, there was a lot of great “nothing” to see in a small radius.

While I was clipping along I had a close encounter with a deer. It was so close I could see the fuzz on its antlers. I suppose I just didn’t pick up on it fast enough. By the time my brain registered that it was there, the deer took a few strides next to me then darted across the road in front of me and was gone.

The GoPro caught it on the side of the road (upper left) though I didn’t until I was nearly next to it. One glance away from forward, maybe into the mirror and your whole day can change. Gotta keep those eyes scanning.

“Hello. I can’t see deer.”

Passing through the town of Deposit, New York I couldn’t help but wonder how it is such places manage to hang on economically. But I also know that their way of life is a secret to the visitor who is just passing through. They find a way to make it work.

Something about the nostalgic patina of such places tugs at my heart. All of the shop fronts, alleyways, little town parks are like pieces of a puzzle.

The vitrolite tiled State Theater in Deposit, New York was built in 1937 and is still showing current features. In hindsight, I’m sorry that I didn’t cruise through town in the evening when the marquee was lit.

The sign welcoming me back to The Empire State featured a special and very important bit of advice:

Words to live by.

Fuzzygalore

Rachael is the whimsical writer behind the 20+ year old Girlie Motorcycle Blog. As a freelance blogger, she is on a mission to inspire laughter, self-examination, curiosity, and human connection. Girlie Motorcycle Blog can be found on several Best Motorcycle Blog lists.

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6 Responses

  1. bob says:

    How the heck did you spot that little sticker on the big Welcome sign? You baffle me, in an awesome way.

  2. bob says:

    The deer that took me out in January, and paid with its’ life, was about 70 lbs, and the size of my dog. It was dark, and I felt it more than saw it. It’s also important to keep in mind that where there’s one, there are likely to be several. A friend slowed to avoid one Bambi, only to have another glance off the front of his ‘Wing, leaving a bit of fur behind. The weight of his bike probably kept him upright, cuz he had no time to react.

  3. Robert says:

    I have a house between Deposit and Hancock off route 17. So nice that you visited this little area of NYS.

  4. Ry Austin says:

    Hmm, it sounds to me like you’ve got a reason to visit Deposit, NY after dark. (Put it on the list, right?)

    What I don’t understand about that sticker: Is it telling passers-by, “try not to be a dick”, or is it telling New York’s governor, “try not to be a dick”? Do you have Fuzzy insight on this matter? 😀

  5. Curvyroads says:

    Words to live by, indeed! 🙂

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