David E. Steiner

Retired USAF, Teacher, Dad, Grandfather, Curmudgeon

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An Accident

 

You can’t drive on these roads very long without worrying about running into an animal. You see the reports in the police log all the time, but it’s one of those things that always happens to somebody else, right?

Well, not always.

Mary L. ran into a deer in downtown Lyons the other night, just opposite the Foothills Cafe. Ruined her day and her new Toyota wagon, too.

Fortunately Mary L. wasn’t hurt. The other part of this is what happens to the animal, and Officer Miller had to shoot the deer.  I’m not sure which Mary L. was more worried about, the car or the deer. She said she felt as though she had murdered Bambi’s mother. So I took the car to Boulder, driveable even with more than $1,000 in damage to the front end. You might say it took a licking and kept on ticking. I was impressed.

The guys at the body shop weren’t as fascinated.  Animal damage is routine, and I was treated to several horror stories of cars which had run into more than one deer at once, with animals flying through windshields and engines pushed through firewalls. Serious business. I also found out, by talking with my insurance company, that hitting an animal doesn’t come under the heading of collision, but under comprehensive, which means this isn’t going to cost me as much as I thought. Still, nobody likes to see their new car crunched.

On the way back, we ran into Officer Miller, and I asked him if it was true that Lyons was “Deer City,” as the men at the body shop had said.

“Actually,” he said, “this is the first time in the two years I’ve been here that somebody has hit a deer right downtown. But in this case the deer just ran into your wife’s car, which was only going about 25, and the deer didn’t look very healthy, so it may not have known what it was doing.

“But this has been a hard winter, and we have about 16 deer that hang around the downtown area, so it’s not too surprising one of them finally got hit.”

I asked him what had become of the deer. He said the wildlife people had picked it up.

People who commute to Longmont or Boulder or Loveland or even farther face the possibility of hitting a deer every morning and evening, and it’s something we all think about.

But in downtown Lyons?

One thing’s certain. It doesn’t always happen to the other guy.

Sometimes it happens to you.

 

 

Columns

© 1985 – 2003, David E. Steiner

Allenspark Wind Columns:

Introduction

Why Allenspark?

Going Riding [August, 1985]

Electricity

Used Cars

Peace and Quiet [1986]

Liberals & Conservatives

Going to the Movies

The Screened Porch

The Beginning of The Season

The Weather

The Hilltop Guild Bazaar

The End of The Season

The Gift of Time

The Beavers

Addresses [1987]

Hiking

Watching the Trees Grow

Postal Rates

Changes in Estes Park

Square Dancing at the Pow Wow

Back to the Hilltop Guild Bazaar

The Solstices

Bird Feeders

Elevators

The Estes Park Hardware Store [1988]

Visitors

Limousine Service

A Memorial Service

A Hummingbird

Garbage

A Hiking Trip

The Estes Park Public Library

Wild Life

Riparian Rights [1989]

Weather

Fences

Commuting

Mountain Friendliness

A Motorcycle Trip

Satellite Television

“Weaving Mountain Memories”

Hotel Rates in the Old Days

The Price of Propane [1990]

The Front Range Almanac

June

Modes of Transportation

Miller Moths

My 50th Column

Modern Conveniences

Rock Climbing

On the Death of Otto Walter, Postmaster

Otto’s Memorial Service

A Big Owl Pot-Luck Dinner

A Whine About Telephone Service [1991]

After the Persian Gulf War

Some Changes in the WIND

The Trip to the Mountains

The Mountains in the Summer

Visitors

Of Dogs, Music, and Children

Muhlenburg County

To My Grandson

The Sale of Longs Peak Inn

World War II  [1992]

Murphy’s Law and the Computer

The South St. Vrain Canyon

“Whiteout”

The Hazards of Volunteering

Crime in Our Valley

Infestations

On the Death of Charles Eagle Plume

Can We All Get Along?

A Partridge in a Pear Tree

Lost Horizon [1993]

Walking

Rumors About a Visit by the Pope

Progress?

More About Fences

Woodpeckers

The Visit of Pope John Paul II

Forest Fires

The New Sewage System

The Snow Pool

The Good Old Days [1994]

The WIND’s 20th Anniversary

The Bunce School

The Shooting Gallery

The Estes Park Museum

Our Government

U.S. West Takes a Hit

The Year of the Hummingbirds

A New “Yield” Sign

Growth in Allenspark

Private Telephones?

The Salvation Army

Creation Science [1995]

Devolutionizing Big Government

Risks

Airports

Fort D.A. Russell

Domestic Terrorism

Old and New

Barney Graves

Life in the Wilderness

What’s In a Name?

Arthur C. Clarke

 

The Estes Park Trail-Gazette Columns:

July 1983

Carpentry

Estes Cone

Johnny Grant

Observations in Estes Park

The Bath House

Waving

The Sutherland’s Ice House

How Old is Charles Eagle Plume?

Dogs

Christmas Trees

Tree Murder

Mountain Driving

Garbage

Mail Boxes

More About Mail Boxes

“Are you related to ....?”

Spring

An Accident

The Wild Cat

A July Reunion

A Visit to Baldpate Inn

Opening Cabins

Summer

The Times, They Have Changed

Death and Transfiguration

The Population Explosion

The March of Time

Faith-Based Social Services

Looking for Pitch

Recent Writings I

Recent Writings II

Recent Writings III

Recent Writings IV

Recent Writings V

Recent Writings VI

 

 

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