I was riding my bike on a boardwalk next to a canal, heading into a curve, and going pretty fast. I was looking around the curve for people, as it was fairly warm out (for early March), and I didn't want to hit anyone.
The canal follows the inside of the curve at that point. There are flowerbeds on the outside of the curve, but nobody's going to come through those without me being able to see them well in advance, so I wasn't worried about people there.
I hadn't thought about there being something much, much shorter in the flowerbeds. I was maybe four or five meters away from the skunk when I saw it -- I think it moved, probably to give its preliminary warnings.
By the time I could react, the only thing I could do was speed up and hope for a miss. If I stopped I would've been a sitting duck, as skunks have respectable aim. I couldn't turn into the curve: there's a rail there to keep people from falling into the rather deep (and far down!) canal. I couldn't turn out of the curve: I probably would've un-biked myself on hitting the flowerbeds and then been an injured sitting duck. So I sped up. The skunk didn't miss.
However bad they smell, skunks are not fundamentally deadly (though getting the spray in your eyes is all sorts of extra No Fun). On several occasions I've been within a few meters of a skunk and had nothing bad happen -- as kelkyag points out, they're pretty chill critters most of the time. I was just going too fast, too close, and skunks don't like that.
To quote tkingfisher from her piece I Can't Believe It's Not Echidna Milk, you live "in a land where everything is poisonous, savage, or Steve Irwin". And without Steve Irwin still around to tame things down, you've got plenty of venomous critters, never mind the ones that are just plain savage. (The fact that your fictional critters include *drop bears*...) It may be just familiarity on my part, but I think I'll take the skunks and leave you with Australia's astonishing collection of incredibly dangerous animals.
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Date: 2017-03-11 06:32 am (UTC)The canal follows the inside of the curve at that point. There are flowerbeds on the outside of the curve, but nobody's going to come through those without me being able to see them well in advance, so I wasn't worried about people there.
I hadn't thought about there being something much, much shorter in the flowerbeds. I was maybe four or five meters away from the skunk when I saw it -- I think it moved, probably to give its preliminary warnings.
By the time I could react, the only thing I could do was speed up and hope for a miss. If I stopped I would've been a sitting duck, as skunks have respectable aim. I couldn't turn into the curve: there's a rail there to keep people from falling into the rather deep (and far down!) canal. I couldn't turn out of the curve: I probably would've un-biked myself on hitting the flowerbeds and then been an injured sitting duck. So I sped up. The skunk didn't miss.
However bad they smell, skunks are not fundamentally deadly (though getting the spray in your eyes is all sorts of extra No Fun). On several occasions I've been within a few meters of a skunk and had nothing bad happen -- as
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