I've decided that country driving is too difficult for me: hours of staring at stripey roads where shadow trees cross brilliant asphalt tires my eyes; negotiating bends with a huge semitrailer practically pushing me from behind, later P-platers in utes also pushing to pass since I was going too slow for them when doing the speed limit (above their limit); and calculating whether I could weave around branches or road kill and not risk a head-on coming from the blind curve.
I saw quite a few crows - mostly as they were slowly leaving dead animals in the road in front of me. My drive to Singleton last weekend and back I saw:
- a marmalade and white cat (Fri night)
- a fox (5 times as I went back and forth to my sister's farm)
- another fox on the way home Monday, as well as ..
- a small wallaby
- a big gray kangaroo (or at least the tail that took up most of the lane)
- 2 unidentified piles of flesh
- a grey cat
- a big furry wombat
My newly-licensed niece spoke of slowing down in the night for the 'roos on these roads - I think this weekend a few were on the move across roads and didn't quite make it.
I had to stop a few times to rest the eyes and take in some caffeine (rare time I actually drink Coca Cola), so also enjoyed the views of the bush I'd had to ignore while concentrating on the road. I think the best country driving is when someone else is doing it - and you get to appreciate the trees alongside and their silhouettes against the sunset.
