I caught up to a couple on a bike coming back from a trip to the mountains. We were running along around 60 MPH when a deer came barreling across the median full speed like a guided missile and slammed right in to them. They went down instantly. I slowed and maneuvered around their bike, a BMW K1600 as it slid to a stop at the edge of the road. Deer was gone, after taking out a heavy motorcycle with two riders and lots of luggage, unbelievable, and it all happened in a flash. I stopped and ran back to see what I could do. The girl was up and calling for help. The guy was still conscious but was beat up pretty bad. They had full gear on and it really helped, I could see the abrasions. Others stopped and we got their bike up and off the road and when rescue arrived I left. I had 120 miles to ride to get home and I was paranoid and afraid to ride but I made it home. I just had one of the best three days of riding ever and now I don't know if I want to continue riding. Where I like to ride there are lots of deer and it's probably just a matter of time before one takes me out. Had a close call with a small one recently. It's these freak and non preventable situations that could keep me from continuing to ride. I'm really bummed. There's nothing I like to do more.