Most of the miles I travel in a year are logged on my bikes’ cyclometers, not on a car odometer, but last week I covered several hundred miles in only two days, spending hours in the driver’s seat. It’s the longest car trip I’ve taken in quite a while. And while I don’t have any regrets, I found highway speeds more than a little disconcerting, particularly when measured against my “normal” traveling pace of 12-15 mph.
For one thing, at 65 mph—the speed limit on the interstate, though I think I was the only driver who observed it—the landscape is reduced to little more than a blur. I suppose regular car commuters take this as a given, but I’m accustomed to experiencing the country I pass through. I did catch tantalizing glimpses of a the wild world as I sped along—wooded hillsides sporting new spring raiment, wetlands nourished by snowmelt-swollen rivers—but these vanished from my sight almost before I became aware of their existence. And what of the spring chorus? It was lost in the … Continue reading »