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Always carry a flagon of whiskey in case of snakebite and furthermore always carry a small snake.


Snake looking for a swim? Seven Mile Beach. March 2011.

They say that a picture is worth a thousand words...


Snake Deciding to romp in the dunes. Seven Mile Beach. March 2011.

Here is a five-thousand word essay!


Snake disappears into the grass. Seven Mile Beach. March 2011.

You can see the snakes tail heading into the grass on the dunes at the left of the picture.


Jen and Hen tramping right where the snake was. Seven Mile Beach. March 2011.

For perspective, here's Jen and Henry heading up that very same path not that much before I spotted our slithery friend.


FOOTPRINTS! Seven Mile Beach. March 2011.

I got some nice shot of the belly prints too...

Comments

Roddy said…
I like your snake, but did it stay with you while you worked? Mine did.
Roddy said…
You have taught your children a very important lessen today. Observe the snake, leave it alone and it will leave you alone. They are protected!
Their grandfather (me) and his brother (Ian) used to chase these creatures. Luckily we weren't bitten.
More luck than anything.
Carola said…
Great story! I know Australians are not afraid of animals.
Kris McCracken said…
RodduRoddy, they know to stand clear, leave it alone and give it an easy escape route. They’re hip to the routine.

Carola, I have a healthy fear of snakes. Leave them be and they won’t bother about me.

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