re: Snake Stories: Too Close for Comfort Edition

When i was just a kid. Probably 11-12, we’d spend many summers and falls at our camp on lake Bistineau.. plenty of land to explore and We’d build many a fort encampments in the woods that we’d use for fun and blinds to shoot at squirrels and birds... one morning I decided to head out and check on my favorite spot overlooking this gulley... I took a seat and was just brushing it up when I look to my left and look back like nothing... but something didn’t seem right so I looked back and I’ll be damned if I wasn’t staring at a copperhead just curled up looking right back at me ... he was maybe 5-6 ft away with his head still but ready to strike.. thankfully I knew that he was unlikely to move towards me if I backed out, so I did with a steady measured pace...