Where's the Snake?

Paul "Pablo" Britton

Paul "Pablo" Britton

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That right there is 45 inches of pain and suffering. One of the drawbacks of pit blinds in
S.E. Texas.

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I went out to prep some pit blinds and saw his head poking out of the 16" of water in this one.
I pumped it out and removed the threat. I'll have to mention picking up hulls to the guys who hunted
this set of pits last.

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This is in front of the set of pits I'm hunting Saturday. I built covers for each pipe to avoid the above issues.

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Yeah you're right... a banded water snake minus the distinct banding. At first sight, he was flattening his head to look like a cotton mouth. We see a lot of water moccasins and I guess I convinced myself he was one.
And, he was down in the pit. My solution for getting big snakes out of a pit is to remove the head with a shovel and then scoop them up. So, I guess I'm in the dead sanke = good snake camp when it comes to big snakes in a confined space.
We have had several cotton mouths in the pits without covers. I'm building them as quickly as I can... 13 to go.
 
As far as I'm concerned the Banded Watersnake is the Bastardist of the Bastard Snakes. He's such a nasty snake that when other nasty snakes see him swimming along the crick they stop and say, "Now there goes one helluva a nasty bastard of a snake".

But that's just me.
 
Pablo, looks like you have some ducks! Heard you ran into Jonny Martin with a MOmarsh hat on at the airport! It is a small world... I grew up hunting in Brookshire and Katy as a kid.
 
As far as I'm concerned the Banded Watersnake is the Bastardist of the Bastard Snakes. He's such a nasty snake that when other nasty snakes see him swimming along the crick they stop and say, "Now there goes one helluva a nasty bastard of a snake".

But that's just me.
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How often do you watch that grizzly bear man parody? hehehe
 
You caught me redhanded! I've adapted that to lots of different things. The other night I went into a "helluva faggot" diatribe in front of my brother from LA and his decidely LA political leaning girlfriend. Laughs all around!
 
night where they were catching some highly restricted and threatened Great LAkes water snake, (can't remember the specific snake), but I was flat out impressed at how aggressive, mean, and not only "willing to bite" but "happy to chase your ass down to do so" these guys were.....and they were BIG too.....

Mean Bastards for sure....mean to the point where they'd hold Jay's candidate for "Bastardist of the Bastard Snakes" heads under the water while they had their way with them MEAN......

Steve
 
For what ever reason, many of the water snakes are or al least can be very aggressive. In my younger and more foolish days I spent a lot of time catching water snakes and I have the scars to prove it. They most definately will bite you if you give an opporutunity.
 
Water snakes are the embodiment of primal fear for many a man and critter. They have this incredibly bastardish ability of staying completely motionless on log jams and banks and then either turning to chase the unsuspecting or literally flying into the water and snaking away to another place where they can dirty somebody elses waders.

But, without a doubt the absolute scariest they can muster is when you are standing in a stream possibly casting for summer-runs in a zen like state of concentration and then feeling the unmistakable sensation of a long object leaning up against your leg on the upstream side or worse yet, something around your ankle or boot. As they coil around your leg to try and find a place to go up onto the nice midstream log that is jutting up from the surface the "log" comes alive in terror and that point they attack.

I actaully had one chase me on the Tippecanoe River about 15 years ago. I was wet wading for smallmouth and the guy with me says,"Oh shit Anglin, there's a &*^%#$ watersnake coming right at you!". I laughed an continued to fish. But then when the other guy started to clammer up the steep and eroded bank laughing and throwing his fancy Loomis rod ahead of him and then look back one last time and say,"Run dumbass"...when that's when I turned around and saw the serpent. He was doin about 20mph downstream at me only a few yards away and unfortunately I had to go through the deep water to get away. He dove on me. I didn't see him again but I know he was close. The other guy never did stop laughing. In fact, by the time he dropped me off at home he was still laughing.
 
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