Wombat Alley



Every dead wombat along this stretch of road near Fitzgerald Falls featured a few parts from the offending vehicle. A small act of vengeance.

African Skulls

10 days traipsing around the Black Rhino Intensive Protection Zone in Hwange National Park allowed me to inspect carcasses of exotic animals. My guides thought I was a ittle kooky having my picture taken with every skull we found, but I wanted to take the skulls home with me!


Cape Buffalo




Impala

Warthog - good eatin' too.



Baboon



Elephant
The day before my arrival, an elephant had an unfortunate collision with a train. The train was wrecked, but every yard was filled with strips of elephant meat drying in the sun. At the auto repair shop, I saw a man leaning over the stump of an elephant leg with a chainsaw. He looked up and smiled as I rode past.

Gifts on My Door Step



Technically, this is 'cat kill', not road kill. High marks for presentation

Guest Contribution



I know I said I wasn't going to pretend this blog had anything to do with art, but I love the halo effect created by the patterns in the concrete coupled with the blurry blackberry photo of this pigeon that was obliterated in a parking garage in San Jose.

Mexican Beach Kill

Roadways aren't the only place to find excellent specimens of animals you would otherwise seldom encounter. Mexico's besches offer a bounty of exotic carcasses.


Hammerhead Shark, San Felipe, BCN, Mexico


Sea Turtle, San Pedrito, BCS, Mexico


Horseshoe Crab, Celestun, YUC, Mexico


Sea Lion, San Pedrito, BCS, Mexico


Porpoise?, San Pedrito, BCS, Mexico

Guest Contribution

Special thanks to M and D for thinking of me on their recent road trip. My car was going too fast to stop and take pictures this weekend...


Note that wombat roadkill seldom displays any sign of destruction and little if any splatter. They must make a horrible dent in your car, the sturdy little buggahs.

Pretty Kitty




One of the advantages of my roadkill hobby is the opportunity to get up close and personal with animals that would otherwise avoid or eat you. I have a recurring fantasy that I will begin to collect specimens for preservation, but despite my fascination, I am still squeamish about touching dead things...much more so about putting them in my trunk.