Snake Bite

It was a warm march morning, and I was out on my normal hike in the large forested park that our small staked claim to. It was a two mile trail, and at 60, it was all the more important to me that I continue to walk the trail every day to keep in shape.

I had just passed the bend that market 1.5 of the miles until I would be back at the mouth of the trail, when I stopped to bend over and catch my breath. It was then that I noticed that I had stopped right on top of a large black snake, who recoiled in pain and then reached out and bit into my leg.

Thankfully, I had recognized it as just an oversized gardener snake, and knew I was in no danger. But that didn't stop it from hurting any less.