Thursday, September 8, 2011

Snake Brakes.

The kids and I were out enjoying the cooler weather this evening.  Fletch was riding his scooter down the hill when he suddenly ground to a halt and ran toward me screaming at the top of his lungs.  It turns out that he had not braked to a stop, but the western pygmy rattlesnake under his rear wheel had done the job.

He was wearing a helmet, if that makes you feel any better.

A close look at some other photos revealed 5 rattles.  We released it on some state land nearby.  Except for being extremely pissed, the snake seemed otherwise unharmed.

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