@Gellar would have grabbed that thing with his bare hands. mtmuley
Snake stories
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CRJR45
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It kept going under the seat and it was like whack a mole for a hot second, or three . Lol I used a bucket of water to flush it out , then grabbed it .
CRJR45
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This one I almost stepped on .
I was burning palm fronds next to the rim canal and as I was raking the coals I looked at where my foot was going , I swear I levitated over it .
It sadly did not survive the encounter.
I was burning palm fronds next to the rim canal and as I was raking the coals I looked at where my foot was going , I swear I levitated over it .
It sadly did not survive the encounter.
Art Vandeley
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Should not have opened this thread
Outlaw99
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This is probably the worst thread in the history of hunttalk. Thank you all for continued nightmares for the foreseeable future!
CRJR45
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I could go on for days . One time I was guiding a man and two sons on Okeechobee. He was going through a divorce and the boys were 12-13 ish and very metro , as in not a clue how to fish .
The guy thought it would toughen them up .
I set up at Boy Scout cut out of Belle Glade fishing shiners on the weed line but we must have been too close to a nest because a four foot moccasin wanted in the boat .
Normally I would just push them back with the net handle but this one kept coming back .
As I was netting a big fish for one kid , the other tapped me on my shoulder and pointed down .
That snake was coming over the gunnel between my feet .
I knocked it down with my net , but it just sat there showing its fangs coiled up on the water .
So I took my Glock and shot it , or close enough to kill it .
The guy said -Yeah , you can take us back to the dock now .
Tipped me good though .
The guy thought it would toughen them up .
I set up at Boy Scout cut out of Belle Glade fishing shiners on the weed line but we must have been too close to a nest because a four foot moccasin wanted in the boat .
Normally I would just push them back with the net handle but this one kept coming back .
As I was netting a big fish for one kid , the other tapped me on my shoulder and pointed down .
That snake was coming over the gunnel between my feet .
I knocked it down with my net , but it just sat there showing its fangs coiled up on the water .
So I took my Glock and shot it , or close enough to kill it .
The guy said -Yeah , you can take us back to the dock now .
Tipped me good though .
Outlaw99
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So I live and farm in southwest Iowa. I’ve been deathly afraid of snakes my whole life. Afraid as in, if I’m mowing grass on a riding lawnmower and see a shed skin, I pick my feet up high off the mower and leave a 5ft gap between myself and the snake skin.
One I’m in sitting in the shop on the toilet doing my business in an extreme state of focus. I look down and next to my right foot is a 4ft bull snake………I jump off the toilet, pants still around my ankles and go screaming out into the main shop like a little girl.
Another time, about a year later I’m working in the shop on our old 4020. I have my 72” snap on tool box next to me working on the tractor. I look down and coiled up under the tractor is another 3 foot bull snake! Again, the screaming like a little girl commences. I jump up on top of my tool box and begin screaming for my dad who was elsewhere in the shop. I’m continue screaming like a little girl from the top of my tool box until my dad removes the deadly bull snake from the shop. I think I was around 30 years old at the time……
One I’m in sitting in the shop on the toilet doing my business in an extreme state of focus. I look down and next to my right foot is a 4ft bull snake………I jump off the toilet, pants still around my ankles and go screaming out into the main shop like a little girl.
Another time, about a year later I’m working in the shop on our old 4020. I have my 72” snap on tool box next to me working on the tractor. I look down and coiled up under the tractor is another 3 foot bull snake! Again, the screaming like a little girl commences. I jump up on top of my tool box and begin screaming for my dad who was elsewhere in the shop. I’m continue screaming like a little girl from the top of my tool box until my dad removes the deadly bull snake from the shop. I think I was around 30 years old at the time……
