On another ride a buddy was riding in another semi-local area and one of the group stopped to set up a photo session. He laid his bike trail-side...right on top of a coiled rattler....nearly squished him with a crank arm. The buzzing gave his heart a good jump start.
I am considering a plan of action.
One: Stay inside. I have never seen a snake in my house therefore I am good to go on the windtrainer. Think of the savings in front tires that never wear out! Being outdoors is overrated anyway. After all, it is a big, scary world out there. Home is sooo safe and cozy. And there is a refrigerator.
Two: Go roadie. I get to avoid the grass and I have the added advantage of never having to take my hands off the handlebars to wave at other riders. Also I will never be bitten on the nose as it is always pointed up. Lucky roadies.
Three: Nice accessories. I hear that snake skin makes swell belts, etc. Turn this into a profit thing. When it rains, make lemonade...or something like that. Here snakey snakey....baby needs some new shoes.
Five: Become a lawyer. Snakes never bite one of their own.
|Know your enemy.|