Snakes

Growing up in South Louisiana we spent much of our school vacation crawfishing in the basin. We would walk into the swamp with hip boots and set out the triangle crawfish nets. Then everynow and then we would walk down the line with a bucket in tow and raise the nets.
I straddled a log in about waist deep water and then slid over the side. When my boot hit the bottom up came the tail end of a big old moccasin. I had stepped on his head and the tail was slapping on the top.
All I could do was push down harder with my boot hoping I could bury his head deep enough to where it took him a while to get it un stuck. That my dear friends makes your blood flow.

Here are a few picture a buddy sent me of "Ole No-Shoulders" himself. These pistures were taken on some property just off the Congaree River near dowtown Columbia, SC. For the record, let me just say that I have never met a snake that I liked or one that has liked me. -Toad

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Well you all had some good stories, glad I don't have any. That last snake picture looks like dinner to me.

If snakes can get onto a plane, they can get in your boat. :)

this is a so. ga rattler http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v7...tyrattler2.jpg

no way in hell, id be standing that close to that snake,,,,those guys are nuts

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Originally Posted by The Eyes Have It

Well you all had some good stories, glad I don't have any. That last snake picture looks like dinner to me.

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Thats what I was thinking. I used to kill snakes in s. Texas and grill them up before I put the steaks on. Customers really thought they were cowboys eating rattle snake in Texas.
DP

PS
They taste like chicken with fish bones in them.

When I was about 15, dad and I were cleaning out the garage. We kept smelling smelling a musty odor (later to be known as a warning). My dad bent over to pick up our push mower, and under the mower was a cotton mouth all coiled up and ready to strike. I have always hated snakes and avoided them at all cost. Anyway, dad knew that he had to get this thing out of the garage, and quick! So he told me to "GET THE NET!". Of course the snake went right through the holes of the net and continued to cause lots of excitement. By this time my mom had come onto the scene. She quicky got the bright idea to bring out the fire place tonges. So my dad, not wanting to loose face, slowly reached out with the tonges and grabbed this snake around the neck. Hero right? Wrong. The snake coiled himself around the tonges and right up dads arm (did'nt see that one coming). He was yelling for me to "GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!!!). At the age of fifteen I did'nt see the seriosness of the situation. I was to busy laughing uncontrollably on the ground. He somehow managed to uncoil the snake with his free hand and toss it in the road. I am 36 now and will never forget that day. It was classic dad. Like the time he cast his lure into a tree, that just happend to house a yellow jackets nest. Ahh memories!

Actually I have a few. But this one stands out from the rest.
My good buddy and fellow employee and I were in charge of running a hunting lease for the company in South Texas. Everyyear we would start about mid October cleaning it up and running owls out of the stands. This was before I discovered gatoraid and it required at least one beer between each stand to cool off. Riding to about the 7th or 8th stand, we came up on a rattler across the road. About the same size as the previously posted pictures. We kept our guns loaded for such an event; I wanted the head kept intact so I could put it in a paper weight for my desk. My shot was perfectly placed so as not to damage it. When we were walking up to it, it coiled up but could not crawl off. My buddy blew the head about 100 yards down the road. This started a fight between he and I. After rolling around in the dirt for a while I turned my attention back to what was left. I told him I saw this in a movie before and stepped on the tale to cut the rattles off. That headless snake coiled around both of my legs then up between them. That will sure sober up a druken fool.
DP

First let me start by saying I've owned several snakes at one time (always just thought they were cool to watch) anyway, I had this ball python that was about 2' long. No matter what I did she would escape from her tank. Never causing any harm, usually found in the room just hanging out. One day I noticed she was gone. I couldn't find her anywhere. Not wanting another tongue lashing from my wife I decided to keep it to myself that the snake was gone. I figured it'd turn up. As my wife lay ed down to go to bed, on her stomach, she slid her arms under her pillow and surprise, snake found!!! My wife went nuts, I on the other hand was rolling in the floor.. After kicking me a few times and cursing me like a sailor, I finally got off the floor and put the snake up.
Another time after my wife and I moved into a new rental property. I went outside on the porch to smoke. After a couple of min. I heard my wife and sister (also in the house) screaming bloody murder. I ran into the house to find about a 3 - 4' black snake coiled by the door. He was as upset as they were. Well again after laughing my head off I got the snake and put him outside.
And yet another time My dad, mom, and me were fishing down on a pond in Charleston, SC, It was lined with boulders, and every so ofter you would see these heads popping up between the rocks. 10 or 20 at a time, up and back down, everywhere, all around us (we had to stand on the rocks to fish!). Well after about an hr or so my dad pulled up the stringer to add a fish and there was a cotton mouth hanging off of a fish that was on the stringer!!! needless to say My dad dropped it and we left, and never returned.. Hope ya get a laugh out of these.. Bam....