So what does one do when driving 21 hours by himself besides fighting boredom and trying to stay out of the way of aggressive drivers, come up with weird ideas. As I was driving down to Pensacola, I was struck by the number of dead deer I saw. Unofficially, I counted 10 and thought to myself that on the way home I would make a more accurate count of what I saw along the roadside.
Well, I did just that. While driving home, I gave Tammy a count of what I saw, and she recorded it for me. So with no further ado, here is what I saw on our 1260 mile trip from FL to CT traveling Interstate 65 to 459 to 59 to 24 to 78 to 75 to 40 to 81 to 287 to 684 to 84 to 91.
3 Birds. 5 dogs. 4 Cats. 1 porcupine. 5 raccoons. 9 skunks. 1 squirrel. 1 fox. 15 deer. 50 animals that were cremated beyond recognition.
Some items of interest I saw while driving were 1 gas tank, 1 ball cap, 1 purse, 4 five gallon buckets, and 1 Christmas tree. I couldn't travel a couple hundred of feet without seeing some sort of tire tread chunk lying in or on the side of the road. I also noticed that Subway restaurants far, far outnumber any other restaurant I came across. And lastly no trip count would be complete without the number of police cars seen -- 23.
If you would like more information on animals killed on American roads, check out the following link:
http://culturechange.org/issue8/roadkill.htm
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