The Pony merged onto one of the highways, and kept looking in his side mirror. "There's an oversized load coming up behind us. I'm not sure what to do."
"I guess just get over as far right as you can, and reduce speed just a little so it can get by, so you don't have to run along beside it for too long."
Yep. Didn't take long. Actually, it DID take "long." It was about the length of four semi trucks. Hick called from A-Cad behind us. "Is The Pony okay? He's WAY off the edge of the road." I took the fall for that one.
Here's what we saw, though I missed it on the way past because I was flabbergasted, and didn't think to get my phone.
Please pardon the perspective. It was large in front, and then tapered to that flat part at the end. I have no idea how they made it around curves. The back reminded me of a baseball bat being pulled along resting on an old roller skate.
Wouldn't you know it? As soon as that thing got by us, the road went to one lane because of construction. I only wish I could do justice to this piece of mechanical equipment. It's the dachshund of the machine world. The Pony thinks it was a blade for a wind turbine.
You know, right, that after we stopped for a soda and a break, THAT THING PASSED US AGAIN!
No such thing as a routine trip for Thevictorians.