Two incidents, both involving birds...First, commutng to work on the interstate, passing a lake. Noticed an osprey with a pretty big fish in its talons flying from the lake, obviously struggling to stay airborne since he bit off more than he could chew. I watched this at 70mph until brake lights ahead signalled slowing traffic. My attention now on traffic, I suddenly took a glancing blow to the helment that put me in the shoulder lane (fortunate instead of the other two traffic lanes). I got stopped and looked behind to see that fish flopping around in the traffic lane, with traffic doing a great job of not hitting it.
Second, a nice August afternoon with my bride on pillion, getting lost on the backroads of Suffolk, Virginia. I had just lifted my faceshield to say something to her and hadn't put it back down as we entered a pretty sharp left hander. The 2 turkey buzzards dining on road kill were just as surprised to see us as we were to see them. They flew in front of us, and apparently we scared the shit out of them...literally. I can say unequivocally that buzzard shit tastes worse than it smells.