We headed out as a family to do a short hike and have a picnic dinner Saturday evening.
It started with Sophie wanting to take the "climbing" way up the hill, detouring off the main trail to climb up the side of a sulfur spring to the horse trail. We've gone that way many times, so w/o much thought we sent Sophie and Myles up that way, while we headed up the main trail.
Well, Myles turned around and came back down the hill telling us he wasn't going that way. Not wanting Sophie to be alone, I told him that yes, he was going that way. I got the frown and foot stomp, saying again that he wasn't going that way.
"There's a snake in a hole, I'm not going that way!"
"Myles, Sophie just climbed up right there, there is not a snake in a hole, just get up the hill!"
"Mom, there's a snake in that hole right there, I'm not going that way!"
Well, by this time I think it hit both Brian and I that maybe there is a snake in a hole and he's not just being lazy, so we went and took a closer look at the hill.
Yep, there's a snake in a hole alright! Myles did a good job spotting this thing, Sophie had crawled right over the top of it. We left him alone, but when we passed back by a few hours later, he was still there. Not convinced it was a rattler, we poked him with a long stick and his pretty little diamond shaped head popped up and went down into the hole, showing us his nice rattles. (I wasn't convinced at first because we were close to him and he never rattled and his coloring was darker, more like a gopher snake.) He never did rattle, even after we poked him.
The above picture was from the first time we found the frogs, during a hike last week, but it was so green and pretty, I'm throwing it in here.