There's this stretch of the PA Turnpike between Pittsburgh and Breezewood that cuts through what are probably the foothills of the Appalachians. (If they have a specific name, I'm not aware of it, and a cursory Googling didn't reveal anything.)
Anyway, this particular semi-mountainous stretch of the Turnpike is surrounded by trees. It's like Babe and Paul Bunyan just tore through the forest to make a road. It would be a very beautiful part of the highway, except that the first few rows of trees bordering the Turnpike are all dead, grey things from bearing the brunt of exposure to exhaust. These trees are martyrs.
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