By the time I became rational and switched to my sneakers it was far too late. It really did seem like I'd been there before. Did see some interesting stuff, though. Every puddle of water, even within spitting distance of roadside, was full of frog eggs. One puddle, about the size of a bathtub, had seven visible clusters of eggs.
Amphibian populations appear to be in good shape here.
A tiny weasel, either a least or a shorttail, scampered across the road in front of me, with a baby bird clutched in its teeth. Picture something along the lines of an anorexic hamster, about as long as your hand, frantically undulating along with arched spine, looking more cute than you could imagine anything with a dead baby bird in its jaws could be. Then noticed blanket hung behind broken window. Didn't want to have to explain why. Appropriate changes have been made in Backpacking By Bus.