I frequently have Snake Alerts when fishing, and it is always something I have spotted in my peripheral vision — a root, or old piece of hose.

I leap in the air, my pulse gets going, and that’s that.

But the other day on the Blackberry River, I looked down and beheld — A SNAKE!

An honest-to-God coiled-up underwater-type snake.

Which insisted on following me around. I gave it the slip. It hung around, looking for me.

Because it is an evil serpent that wants to bite me. Never mind it’s about three feet long tops, and about the diameter of my thumb. It is an manifestation of Satan and I don’t want it messing with my trout fishing.