It was about thirty minutes outside of Evanston, heading back home today, when the incident occurred. The morning was warming up but the sun hadn’t quite caught up with it when flashing lights appeared on the road up ahead.

I slowed down and realized it was a school bus picking someone up. I wondered why it was out so early and realized later it was headed to a small college down the road. I gave it plenty of room and we were doing 65 again when an old pickup showed up on my tail, and passed me.

The three of us were just cruising along in the fading dark when the truck slammed on his brakes and I saw the antelope fly across the road in front of him. I hit my brakes, not knowing if there was a herd of them following him.

There wasn’t, and as the sun came up I arrived at Palisades Reservoir:

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