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I slam on the brakes while coasting down to a wash crossing on Brant Road, due to a "special rock" in the road

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7749-tortoise.jpg I start riding up lonesome Brant Road toward Cima, my next stop, and a train passesThumbnailsThe tortoise appears to see me approachingI start riding up lonesome Brant Road toward Cima, my next stop, and a train passesThumbnailsThe tortoise appears to see me approachingI start riding up lonesome Brant Road toward Cima, my next stop, and a train passesThumbnailsThe tortoise appears to see me approachingI start riding up lonesome Brant Road toward Cima, my next stop, and a train passesThumbnailsThe tortoise appears to see me approachingI start riding up lonesome Brant Road toward Cima, my next stop, and a train passesThumbnailsThe tortoise appears to see me approaching

It's not a rock, but a tortoise, the first one I've ever seen. I haven't seen a car on this road yet today, but he's resting in one of Brant Road's two tire tracks.