Took forest roads up thru Talladega NF this morning. Good ride! Nice combo of mellow and mildly spicy. Tip of the hat to those who cleared the massive number of blow downs from the storm that rolled thru a week ago. Bit drizzly this morning which helped dampen the forest fire hot spots. Got out of the forest and pointed to bike towards Telico Plains. In route I had the biggest on road "Oh Shit" moment of my life that did not result in carnage. Pickup on a side road on the right pulled out right in front of me making a left turn. I was doing 45mph and had no where to go. All I remember is being hard on the brakes. Aiming to the right so I would hit the bed rather than the cab. Rear end of bike broke loose and swung left. Just before the highside/lowside breakpoint the bed of the truck moved forward enough that I figured I had a shot at missing the impact and taking my chances in the woods. With front brake still on I got off the rear brake and the backend recovered. Saw a chance that I might actually save it, jammed the rear again as I pointed the nose of the bike left and rear swapped right, cleared the back of the truck and with only a slight angry shake of its head I found myself still on two wheels and back under control. Just plain dumb luck, or maybe that fella I slept next to up on the ridge last night likes motorcyclists. Dont know, but I'm completely dumbfounded by it. I couldn't pull off that maneuver on demand in a 100 attempts. Oh, and I called the Farmhouse Inn but they are booked. Off to find a campground. Night!