Our stop gave us an opportunity to visit with some Indians who were quite interested in our trip. They gave us car air fresheners to hang from our bike as parting gifts and recommended a shortcut which took us off Route 2 and reduced the number of hills we had to climb. We went through rich river-bottom land that was verdant green with crops for as far as you could see. These crops were vegetables that had a very different appearance from the thousands of acres of wheat that we were used to cycling past. As you ride each day you become acutely aware of your surroundings.
Road kill is everywhere on well-traveled roads.
Frogs are the most common victims, with birds being second. Then there are the usual raccoons, deer, possum, skunks, and snakes. On our detour out of Brockton, I spotted two rattlesnakes that had met their demise on the road. I certainly remembered them when I camped that night. Other roadside sights stick in my mind as well.