I think I had a lucky escape back in the early 90's on the deer front Bob. I had flown into Denver CO and picked up my hire bike (Honda ST1100) for a tour. Couldn't sleep owing to jetlag so at about 01:30 hrs, as I wanted to see Sturgis, I decided to set off for South Dakota! It was only after clocking some triple-digit speeds that, as daylight dawned, I started spotting the carcasses of what looked like moose at the side of the road! No more nighttime riding for me after that and muuuuch lower speeds even in daytime as hitting one of those big boys would likely be a life-ending incident for one or other of us, or both!