
When I was a lot younger…and dumber….I would take a friend down to the creek a mile or so from our quaint country village to go snake hunting. I had an air rifle that used slugs and had to be pumped up to pressurize the firing chamber. My friend bravely lifted up the rocks in the creeks to see if the snakes were hiding under them. Neither of us ever got snake bitten but to this day i cannot under stand why we didn’t.
I have to admit that we did not go snake hunting very often ….had to work up the courage …and the funny thing is that we never found a snake under a rock. I found one sitting on a rock once and I took a shot at it but missed and it got all angry and hissed ….and I fled …my friend fled right on my heels ….To be honest, we saw some snakes on these outings but we never actually shot one. So the great white hunter had to find something else to occupy his time in the woods.
I’m actually very glad to hear that you didn’t kill any snakes. Unless you were going to eat them, it would have just been pointless killing.
Best wishes, Pete.
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At least the snakes were safe from the Great White Hunter…..LOL chuq
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