Right about where the blue route line crosses 54 she says “snake!” I stop quick, turn the bike, and go back to look for the alleged beastie, which was found quite quick despite it being very well camouflaged. It is a rough green snake, Opheodrys aestivus, hiding in the grass. Yup, snake in the grass. But it is a harmless snake, and a very pretty one. I picked it up, we had a good long look at each other (the snake and I, not Cat, who was waiting and mildly confused) , and let it go.
So now I need to needlepoint a rough green snake.