Heyo, I have mostly lurked on ADV for gear reviews, riding tips and advice on manners since stumbling across this site last year, but thought I would share my Colorado Classic 1000 (117) crash story and gear report... It was about 10 minutes before 7AM on Saturday morning, a few miles north of Poncha Springs on Highway 285 when out of my peripheral vision a deer appeared at the side of the road scary close - I just about had time to think "don't do that" when it sprang in front of my R1150RT. I would say that it was all of 30 feet of reaction time while running at highway speed. I thought I might swerve around the backside of Bambi's dumb cousin Yerbi - but barely had the bike changing direction when I hit the deer full on. The impact was jarring - like the mother of all rugby tackles. I had this flash of the animal looking at me accusingly as we collided - I think it was more its body snapping around the front of my beemer at the point of contact. The next thing I knew, I was off the bike on the right side and tumbling like the six million dollar man. I could see the bike sliding out ahead of me on a slight arc towards the right side of the road. I thought I was stopped and tried to stand up and pitched forward in additional tumbles as I discovered that I was not stopped yet. I had that brief moment of identification with the thing about racers going limp until they were sure they weren't moving and so I just held on for the rest of the ride. The best description is that it felt like I was riding along with everything fine and the next thing I knew, everything was not fine. Like a Bambi-bomb had gone off on me. While I didn't lose consciousness, I have no sense of the scale of the wreck and tumble. When I finally was sure I was stopped, I realized I was still in the lane of traffic and rolled myself off the road. I was a little bit stunned, but felt like I was pretty much OK - Sphincter... check. Fingers... check. Toes... check. While I was taking a roll call of my limbs and digits my riding buddy came up looking more spooked than I felt: he had watched the whole thing happen in front of him and thought he might be walking up to a dead guy. Before too much time had passed some other riders had come up and displayed all those qualities in humanity that we forget about if we don't have the chance to think about things too hard. I sincerely can't say enough how much I appreciate having had the benefit of being helped by the folks who stopped to render aid - I wish I knew their names - I think there was a Jim and a Mike (LEOs from Colorado Springs and Texas?), beyond that I don't have a clue. I wish we hadn't met like that, but I'm grateful - I think this whole thing was worse for the people around me than it was for me. The deer didn't make it. I guess I blew through the middle of the deer and left the 2 halves neatly dressed... Later the CSP trooper said he'd let me off with a warning for taking the deer without tags, but that I couldn't have the head. After the folks who were helping had checked me over and told me to lie still, we waited for the cavalry. Before too long a Colorado State Trooper arrived, the ambulance showed up and I was strapped down and bundled off to Salida's Heart of the Rockies Medical Center. X-Rays... negative. Superficial scrapes to my wrist and knee. 7 stitches to my ADV-Salute finger. Tetanus shot, sprained ankle and hand. Muscular soreness from being flung down the road. Walked out of the ER under my own power a couple hours after arriving and had some breakfast in the charming little town of Salida with my riding buddy. Like the samaritan riders, CSP trooper and first responders, the folks at the hospital were spectacular examples of all the good things you can find in people if you look. As far as I can tell, all of my gear was basically wrecked in the crash. This is what I was wearing: Shark RSi helmet (ECE 22.5 rating) - lower vent was scraped half off, visor and other areas scraped - no cracks and I don't think I had my bell rung at all - no headache or new signs of dain bramage. verdict: I'm planning to get another Shark helmet when I'm replacing my gear. Motoport GP2 jacket and pants - I have seen a lot of people speculate in these forums about Wayne's assertions regarding the crash-worthiness of his products. Both the jacket and pants look heavily cycled and there are some tears. The combination of the kevlar fabric and tri-armor did their jobs: the scrape on my knee might not have happened at all if I hadn't taken the armor pieces out of my lower legs so I could zip the ankles outside of my boots (instead of the in-boot cut that I ordered). I feel pretty dumb. Either way, I got off the bike at highway speed and got a single minor scrape in the area covered by my Motoport gear. Verdict: think what you want, Wayne is the man - I'll definitely replace my stuff with Motoport gear as soon as I can get in the queue. Lee Parks' deer/elk skin gauntlets - I'm conflicted on this one: these were the most comfy gloves I have ever worn, but during the crash, they split along the middle finger on one hand and that is where I needed the stitches. Additionally, my really minor wrist scrape happened under the area where the gauntlet was. On the plus side, the gloves stayed on until removed by the EMT folks. Verdict: Undecided, but leaning heavily towards gloves with extra armor over top of fingers. Oxtar TCS Sport boots - I picked these originally because of the CE rated ankle protection. My sprained ankle isn't too bad (I'm walking with a little limp) and the boots stayed on until removed in the ambulance. They took a beating (right one especially), but worked exactly as advertized. Verdict: I'll stick with Oxtar's TCS system unless someone convinces me that something better has come along. Pretty sure the bike was totalled... But, I'll let the adjusters do their thing and tell me what is what. At the end of the day, it was a toss up for what hurt worse: the stitch finger or the site of the tetanus shot! I hope the other folks riding in the Classic made it to Steamboat safe and sound. Cheers, jim You should see the other guy: Gloves: Boots: Helmet: Jacket: Jacket close-up: Pants: Pants close-up: Bike: (edit for spelling - my smug bastage of a brother had to mention that...) Ride safe!