Archive for March, 2015

Deer, oh deer…

Posted: 25/03/2015 in Uncategorized

Into the woods tonight, trying to up the number of runs per week, even if I’m not increasing the mileage noticeably.

It’s a while since I’ve seen the deer, but I got a present in the dusk this evening. First of all, running down the hill to the road I saw the big brown deer, he (I think of him as a he, I could well be wrong) crossed the path, saw me coming and ambled off. I’m always amazed they don’t run away with more effort, and I have two thoughts why this might be the case.

  1. As a card-carrying (no, really) vegan, the deer can scent the lack of meat-eatery and cheese-guzzling and realise I’m not about to eat them, not even a tiny bite, or steal their eggs. This thought always makes me laugh, thinking of the “Vegan Police” scene in Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World. And then I forget to watch where I’m running and almost trip over.
  2. After two years of watching me stumble around the woods in the sun, the rain, the dark, the light, the hail, the snow, the morning, the afternoon and most of the bits in-between, the deer have realised they could snap me like a twig if they wished, and so they see no need to flee, staying around instead to snicker. I sometimes think I can hear them snickering, but it may be me replaying the Queens of the Stone Age video (it’s at 1:24 if you don’t want to watch the whole thing…) in my head and giggling, it’s hard to tell.

Sorry, back to the story… later on I turned a corner up by the deer penthouse and all three were there, one on each side of the trail and the third one (the little one, I think, but it was getting very dusky by this point) standing on the path. As I got closer I reckoned it must be a dog, because it was just standing looking at me – but no, deer it was and when I got closer it wandered into the undergrowth. As I went past, I was flanked by two deer, both about 20′ away and just… watching. Clearly Vegan Power won the day again, and that certainly wasn’t guffawing from the bushes…

Love the deer, love the woods, love the dusk, love the running. All in all a canny jaunt out.

Rock on!