I stop for snakes in the road whenever my schedule allows. This means morning road snakes are immune to my catching or shooing them off the road as I am always hurtling towards work at the last minute and need the job too much to get fired over my linear friends.
On the way home, or on weekends...well, that is a different story. So, a few evenings ago I was driving home from a trip to town and I spotted this beautiful ratsnake soaking up the last heat of the day from the asphalt road. He didn't move as I slowed to a stop and I knew he would not last long, stretched out in the middle of the road like that.
Since we were both so close to sanctuary, I grabbed him and slid back in the Jeep. He wrapped conveniently around my hand. I had nothing to put him in, but it wasn't far so I held him in my left hand while I steered and shifted gears with the right. (Note to self: remember to toss pillow case in Jeep for this kind of stuff).
At my driveway, I passed my neighbor going home also. He waved, I waved my snake. His eyes got big...his hand stopped in mid-wave.
At the house, I took the snake, still wrapped around my hand, over to a wild grape vine and let him crawl onto it. This totally wild snake gently unwound from my fingers and flowed up the vine. Never once did he attempt to bite me.
Even if snakes aren't your thing, you have to admit it is pretty amazing the way these ratsnakes can climb using only their abs and a set of belly scales.
After he had unwound from my arm, I walked towards the house, stopped, and looked back. He was there, but so nicely camouflaged that if I didn't have prior knowledge of his location, I don't think I would have noticed him on that vine.
When I got in the house, I told my wife about bringing another snake home to the place.
I just never get tired of watching her roll her eyes as she shakes her head...