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My Life, My Phoenix

posted Jul 12, 2011, 12:35 PM by Cat Hammes   [ updated Jul 12, 2011, 12:54 PM ]

I had an experience with a pregnant doe about 2 weeks ago. She ran into me at 70 mph on the interstate in the dark of night. I had about 2 seconds to react. Enough to lock my elbows and hands on my apes and lock my knees on my highway pegs and brace for impact. With an 85% fatality rate in WI with deer vs. motorcycle I was fully aware this was not going to be good. The impact was the eeriest crash n snap of bones I have ever heard as I split the pregnant doe in two and my prosthetic foot shattered and socket cracked. Unable to shift the bike I pulled the clutch in and gently eased the brakes to easy her off to the side of the interstate. Once on the side I pondered over what had just transpired and how I did not fly of that Harley? I made some calls for tow truck, police and a ride shortly after the shock wore off. Almost 10k in damage to my beautiful custom Fatboy my friends’ had so tirelessly put together when I was almost killed on her 5 yrs. ago. Would she be totaled or not was in the hands of the insurance. Last week they said fix her and a friend said out of the ashes Phoenix like her owner. You might think that she has a bad juju. I think otherwise, she took the impact of a pregnant doe so I did not have too. I think that is awesome, and that I live again to tell about it even more awesome. So I have had a few near death experiences and although I do not claim to be an expert in it, I do understand miracles and grace.

"To rise from the ashes of the phoenix" means to make a miraculous comeback. It is hope that when the fire is ignited it spreads from deep within and goes forth leaving embers upon her way. And as a Phoenix (my life, my bike, my heart & my soul) are rising up from being broken & forged from ashes; may the embers I leave behind ignite your flame, your passion and for some your Phoenix. Peace Out Cat!