...and for about 100 miles of the 395, mice were running out in front of the car on suicide missions. Soooo we drove 40 mph for 100mi of the trip. It was a freakin nightmare.
I don't think they were mice - probably a type of ground squirrel - but I know what you mean. It's no fun for me running over living things you have little chance of avoiding. For me, the worst are the kamikazi jackrabbits who sometimes dart out of the brush at night at a high rate of speed and literally bounce off your vehicle, dead as a doornail. Perhapss the saving grace is knowing that nothing is wasted, and so these dead animals will likely nourish something else. Still, it's unsettling.
Sounds like you guys had a great trip.
