It was summer and we were at a small out of the way river park that had a small boat ramp. The single lane boat ramp is at the far end of the park on the border. Not sure I'm describing it well so here's an image:
A man in a truck had just loaded his boat onto the trailer and was about to pull out when, all of a sudden, a deer burst from the brush on the far side of the ramp. It launched itself in a high arc, nearly clearing the truck—but not quite. The deer landed square on the hood in a chaotic tangle of legs and hooves, kicking wildly in every direction. Just as quickly, it regained its footing, sprang off the truck, raced across the park, and ended up calmly eating black cherries in a nearby orchard.
It shocked all of us, but I really wish I could have gotten a picture of the look on the guy's face that was driving the truck when the deer landed right in front of him.
