The wife and I crossed the Cape Cod Canal and ventured forth onto the continent, to go shopping in America.
We make the trip a couple of times a year, to stock the pantry and shelves. Buying gallons of mayonnaise is an insane thing to do (we don’t do that), but a fifteen-pak of 3M sponge/scrub pads or half gallons of honey? A carton of bottled grape juice?
That seems sane enough.
The transition from Vineyard two-lane roads to Off-Island superhighways is always a stunning, “Beam-me-up, Scottie!” event.
When you first reach sixty miles per hour on that big, off-island multilane highway, there always is a moment of panic, when you realize how damn fast you’re going. At sixty MPH, you are travelling eighty-eight feet per second. A complete and sudden stop at that speed can instantaneously turn you into hamburger. But, we’re like most driving humans, we suppress that notion, and speed on, despite the peril.
There’s a cop ahead….
What’s that red streak on the side of the road? Is it motorist drippings?
After some head-scratching, we hypothesize that the streak might be from agricultural activity. The idea is confirmed soon afterwards, when we see a flooded bog on the right, its surface crimson with millions of floating cranberries. Taking those berries to the processing plant is what’s making that color on the highway. A fully loaded cranberry truck going around a curve, even a slight one, will leak berries by the thousands.
So that’s where that red streak came from.
Thanks for the info… I’ll look for it next month .
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I stopped and looked at it. It’s paint. You can scrape it with a flathead, peel off a chunk and its instantly and undeniably recognizable as paint. Paint for what though. I don’t know.
I love it when somebody proves me wrong! Thank you, Sarah Snapdrogon! http://m.southcoasttoday.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20120920/NEWS/120929995/-1/ARCHIVE&template=wapart