Cursed American “Asp’s”. I used to run at Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs - a few times stepped near these creatures and the rattle made me run like the Devil was chasing me.
——Garden of the Gods——
Fake Utah, Fake Arizona
—”a few times stepped near these creatures and the rattle made me run like the Devil was chasing me.”
While trail riding a motorcycle in Texas a large diamondback entered the path in front of me!!!
No way would I stop near it, and no way around it.
Yes, I hit it and never again returned to ride in that area.
That snake might still be looking for me!
Larry Elder starring in a commercial on Fox News where he goes running through the woods and jumps over a log, paying no attention to what might be under the log on the blind side; I keep imagining that there is a rattler there that turns around and bites him in the ankle.
The closest I ever got to being bitten by a snake was in AZ. I was with some herping friends and we had just lifted a big piece of plywood from the ground. A huge coachwhip snake (fortunately not venomous to people) leaped out at me. I leaped backwards at the same time, and he just missed me. Scary!