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Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 16, 2003, 04:21 PM:
Placing fresh rattlesnake venom on your tongue is extremely unpleasant.
Posted by Leonard (Member # 2) on August 16, 2003, 07:15 PM:
Just in the nick of time, Rich. I was going to try that tomorrow, thank God I took the time to read this post! Got any more good one's?
Good hunting. LB
edit: spent the day up in Jerome, playing tourist, but did see some good area around Cornville; companions refused to stop! I'm sure I could have called up a double right from the road. ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
LB
[ August 16, 2003, 07:22 PM: Message edited by: Leonard ]
Posted by onecoyote (Member # 129) on August 16, 2003, 07:30 PM:
Not to mention it makes your tongue look like a watermelon, gives you snake breath and when you walk you rattle. ![[Frown]](frown.gif)
That sounds like something the young people of today would like lol. ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
Posted by Cdog911 (Member # 7) on August 16, 2003, 07:41 PM:
Uhhhh.... thanks, Rich. If I ever find myself wanting to do that, I'll remember what you siad. As for now, I've got to go out in the garage and clip my scrotum to a car battery. Be back later.
Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 16, 2003, 08:00 PM:
Geez Lance, I don't think it was nearly that bad. Danny got it about half right.
Leonard that's some great coyote looking country all right. And just about every caller I've ever talked to thinks so also.
Posted by Tim Behle (Member # 209) on August 17, 2003, 09:21 PM:
Rich,
You timing is once again, impeccable. Just this morning, I decided to go out and try out a couple of new tapes I had. I wasn't really thinking about shooting a coyote, but did carry the little CZ 527 in .223.
About my second stop, I pulled in behind a dirt tank and stepped over the fence. Taking a little path past what looked like the remains of an old wooden farm wagon with a small metal roof thrown over it. As I got close to it, I saw a pair of rattle snakes. The smaller one would have probably made a snake collector happy as he was about 3.5' long. But the big one, he was something else. Biggest Rattle snake I've ever seen outside of a glass case. He easily went past 5' and was as big around as my forearm.
He slowly made his way under the roof section of the junk pile, coiled him self up in one of the most picture perfect strike positions you can imagine.
Being as I am a typical male, a gender known for it's ability to make bad decisions on short notice. I dropped to my knees next to the junk pile, and proceeded to work on adjusting the scope down to the lowest power and holding my left hand over the scope as a sun shade. I took aim about an inch and a half over his head from a distance of about 7'. At the shot, he recoiled himself back a little, the bullet missed his head, but took out the side of his body, about a foot below it.
I could hear the tail buzzing frantically as I started to work the bolt.
Remember I originally said there were two snakes? I didn't, not until as I was working the bolt it hit me, the snake buzzing his tail wasn't the one I just shot. Looking down, I saw the second snake, coiled and ready, pissed as hell and just a few inches from my right thigh.
That Matrix guy would have been proud. The butt of the rifle came off of my shoulder, whacked the second snake in the head, knocking him past the big snake. While at the same time, I managed to jump from my knees to land on my feet a few feet further back.
I was really proud of myself, when I calmed down and checked a few minutes later. I didn't crap on myself or anything. Not even a wet spot.
I came back and fished the big one out later, he had sixteen buttons on his rattle.
I keep telling my boys not to fool with the darn things, I wish I could remember to leave them alone myself.
Tim
[ August 17, 2003, 09:23 PM: Message edited by: Tim Behle ]
Posted by Steve Craig (Member # 12) on August 18, 2003, 06:30 AM:
Shame on you Leonard. Drove right by my house and didnt stop? I wasnt home anyway. chasing antelope with a bow. Looks can be decieving around Cornville. Hasnt been any pups raised around here for the last 2 springs due to the drought. Only a few old coyotes left. If a client wants coyotes, I have to travel some to get them. Alot of cats here though, also due to low coyote numbers. Did you go out to the old ghost town and mine in Jerome? Several lions working that Mt. range. Have called a pile of cats just above Jerome a couple of miles.
Posted by onecoyote (Member # 129) on August 18, 2003, 09:21 AM:
Were did I put my Arizona map lol.
Posted by Leonard (Member # 2) on August 18, 2003, 04:22 PM:
Well, I admit that I thought about you, Steve. I know where you are, and I knew I was there. I promise to drop in next time; I suppose you're in the book? Yes, those hills behind Jerome look like they still hold a few cats.
We stopped at the Cactus nursury. Man! they want $150 for a three foot Saguaro.
So, that "flat beaver road" (something like that?) is not worthwhile, either? Hard to believe....(I'm always looking)
Good hunting. LB
Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 18, 2003, 04:43 PM:
Tim, I understand the 'Matrix' move. My wife was behind me when we were scouting the Winchesters 20 years ago. That rotten granite is like walking on ballbearings. Spent more time on my elbows and fanny than on my feet. Feet went out from under me, landed on my right side looking at a coiled rattler a foot in front of my face. My wife believes in levitation now. She said I popped upright faster than I went down.
Posted by Leonard (Member # 2) on August 18, 2003, 05:02 PM:
Don't know about the Matrix "move" but I once came face to face with a small Pacific Diamondback. I was climbing rocks with a rifle slung across my back. I was wide open, dead meat. I don't know how I managed to keep my balance and get both hands on the rifle, in front of me? It took me several minutes to get up the nerve to bring the butt down on him.
Man! that was exciting! Really make you think; when climbing mountains.
Good hunting. LB
Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 18, 2003, 06:08 PM:
The reason I made that first post.
I picked up my camera Fri. after 3 weeks in the shop. It's been a long time since I went 3 weeks without calling and I was having withdrawals big time. Sat at first light Tyler and I drove aways out into the desert. I needed video of Tyler bringing a coyote in close with a yellow rubber duck. 10 yards from the truck a western diamondback lit up. 3 1/2 feet long, fat, big around as my wrist. Camera was on the bi-pod so I tilted it back, turned it on and stuck it in the snakes face. It struck it twice, good video that I will use as a stay awake pop-up on my video. We walked about 200 yards out and set up with me facing downwind and Tyler 20 yards in front of me facing crosswind. I howled and blew the first series. After a few minutes a coyote came in from the left. I turned the camers on and lipsqueaked to Tyler who started squeaking the duck. The coyote headed straight to him, I looked through the camera but couldn't see anything but frosted glass. The coyote was almost to Tyler so I spun the camera around and saw that the lens were opaque. I wet my finger and wiped the lens, just smeared it. Wet my finger and wiped the lens again and again. 4 0r 5 times and it didn't help. The coyote stopped about 5 feet in front of Tyler and caught sight or smell, turned and trotted off the way it came. By the time we reached the truck my tongue was burning. By the time we got home it was swelling up and my palate and back of throat were burning, felt like I had gargled with battery acid. By midafternoon my tongue was swollen enough to make speech difficult. Lost some sleep Sat nite. Sunday the swelling began to recede. Oral tissues still on fire. Left eye swollen and tearing. Today just a little discomfort in my tongue and left eye. I keep thinking about the old snakebite treatment of cutting an X on the punctures and sucking the venom out. I wonder how many people with cavities and oral sores got secondary poisoning?
Posted by Leonard (Member # 2) on August 18, 2003, 06:48 PM:
I know what you mean, Rich. I get the same thing from Viagra, have to swallow it real fast or my tongue....well, you know.
Good hunting. LB
Posted by Locohead (Member # 15) on August 18, 2003, 09:59 PM:
LB, Haa Haaa
Rich, Now I get your tip of the day you knuckle-head!!!!
Tim, I am very proud of you too! I peed my pants just reading the story!!!! YIKES!!!!
Posted by Crow Woman (Member # 157) on August 20, 2003, 03:21 AM:
Susie sold seashells down by the seashore... say that three times really fast Rich H.
Now come on and tell us the truth, you really got your tongue pierced and didn't want to tell anyone until it was healed, right
I'd go with the silver bar, that would match loverly with your silver casted curls ![[Wink]](wink.gif)
Posted by Byron South (Member # 213) on August 20, 2003, 05:56 PM:
Good idea Crow Woman. Heres a good tounge tangler for ya Rich.
Say this over and over real fast till you get it right.
One smart feller, and he felt smart. Two smart fellers and they felt smart. Three smart fellers and they felt smart.... You get the picture.
Hope your feeling better Rich.
Byron
Posted by Jay Nistetter (Member # 140) on August 20, 2003, 08:36 PM:
C'mon people! Stop with the tongue twisters. I'll have to listen to all that crap next time I go out calling with Higgins. He'll be tootin' junk on his howler all damn day.
A Tudor who tooted a flute
tried to tutor two tooters to toot.
Said the two to their tutor,
"Is it harder to toot
or to tutor two tooters to toot?"
Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 20, 2003, 09:42 PM:
I'd like everyones help in choosing a tune that matches Jay's ditty. I'll practice the tune on my howler and drive Jay nuts(more) on the drive out to the desert.
Posted by brad h (Member # 57) on August 20, 2003, 10:07 PM:
Now I'm sitting here wondering what would happen to a snake if someone stuffed a Viagra down its throat. Speaking of that, its a good thing nature didnt call anytime soon after you after you got that on your hand! Ouch, double inflamation! I hope the video turned out anyway.
Brad
Posted by Tim Behle (Member # 209) on August 21, 2003, 06:48 AM:
Brad,
I was just thinking it was a good thing he didn't go digging for a booger!
Rich,
The tune in my mind is frequently associated with Mariachi's, but I can't think of the name of the song.
Posted by Rich (Member # 112) on August 21, 2003, 07:09 AM:
I once had a buddy that was leading the way up a long, rocky hill when he was struck in the privates by a fair to medium sized prairie rattler. I killed the snake and then told my buddy to lie there real quiet like while I hurry back to the truck and call 911 on my cell phone. I have one of those old BAG phones that is plugged in to my cigarette lighter all of the time. Anyway I got ahold of a medic at the 911 center and he told me to cut a small X across the bite location and suck as much poison out as I could. I was assured that 911 would dispatch an ambulance to our location. As I came huffin and puffing back over to my buddy, he was in really bad pain. My buddy asks me "What did they say?" and I promptly replied---------"They said that you are gonna die buddy!"
Posted by Locohead (Member # 15) on August 21, 2003, 10:11 AM:
posted by Behle:
"The tune in my mind is frequently associated with Mariachi's, but I can't think of the name of the song."
La Cucarucha????
La cucaracha, la cucaracha
ya no puede caminar
por que le falta, por que le falta
marijuana pa' fumar
Posted by Lonny (Member # 19) on August 21, 2003, 04:32 PM:
Tim B, Great story, I enjoyed your writing. There's something about a close call with a snake that makes for a good story.
Rich H, That's quite the experience with the snake venom on the camera lens.
I remember a quite few years back watching a program about natives in the amazon putting poison that comes from a frog or toad on blowgun darts. The natives then trekked out into the jungle and darted a monkey of some sort in the upper leg with one of the poison darts. That monkey thumped the ground in less than a minute from the looks of things. You could see the poison take effect right away by the way the monkey started losing its balance and grip on the tree.
The other impressive thing was the natives skill at making a blowgun, and amount of time it took to make one. It was a slow process that took a couple of weeks to make the precise bore of the blowgun. The narrarator said the bore was within a few thousandths of and inch when finished from one end to the other without any modern tools. These dudes could work for Lilja or Shilen. Didn't mean to get so far off topic.
Posted by Tim Behle (Member # 209) on August 21, 2003, 08:48 PM:
Locohead,
No, it wasn't the cockroach song. But thanks, now I can't get that damned tune out of my head. ![[Roll Eyes]](rolleyes.gif)
Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 23, 2003, 09:05 AM:
Lonny, I saw that show on NGS or Discovery. He shot a black howler monkey, it fell from the tree fairly quickly after being hit by the dart. What struck me though was the fact that he carried the monkey home and dropped it next to his wife who threw it on the fire without dressing it or skinning it. Turned it a couple of times until it was cooked.
Posted by Byron South (Member # 213) on August 23, 2003, 11:17 AM:
Savages, pure savages. I alway's peel my monkey's before I cook them.
Good Huntin
Byron
Posted by Rich Higgins (Member # 3) on August 23, 2003, 12:13 PM:
Byron, do you spank your monkey before you peel it and cook it?
Posted by Lonny (Member # 19) on August 23, 2003, 01:24 PM:
Rich,
Sounds like we are talking about the same program. I remember a National Geographic that showed some natives in Africa that arrowed a giraffe in the butt with a poisoned arrow. They tracked the tough old long neck a couple of days before it finally croaked. The hunters did some amazing tracking.
I was just reading the other day that north american Indians sometimes would smear rattlesnake venom on arrowheads when going to war against other tribes. The venom lost some of its potency after it dried, but still had an effect. (I guess you can vouch for that also) I guess like the saying goes "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger"
Posted by Cdog911 (Member # 7) on August 23, 2003, 04:41 PM:
Lonny,
I recall the story you describe. Actually, it was the !Kung bushmen of Madigascar, I had an anthropology prof in college who spent two years with them. He impressed upon us that technology has nothing to do with computers and electronics, but with making due with what you have available to you. The arrows they used were two parts, and the front part with the barbed tip separated from the tubular part holding the fletching. they dipped the heads of the arropws in a poison derived from the root of some plant they found out in the outback, and when they came across one such plant, they marked the location to return when they needed more toxin. The teacher said he was amazed at how these guys could just go out in to a twenty square mile area and walk right up to where the plant was growing like it was in their own backyard. I guess one drop of this toxin would drop you dead in less time than it took you to read this sentence, and that the giraffe took about twenty minutes to drop, they chased it to enhance the effects of the toxin, and then the toxin would neutralize to inert compaounds. If we're talking about the same video, they used every part of that giraffe, including rubbing the urine into the raw hide to tan it with. I think the only thing left was the blood that had soaked into the ground where it was skinned.
And Rich, that's how my wife cooks the coyotes I bring home. Is there a problem? Once you get the smell of burning hair out of the kitchen, it's good eatin'!
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