by imike » Feb 11 2010 12:37 pm
The Mojave's I've encountered over the years always seem to be the friendlier ones... sort of looking for new friends to share the moments with... tending slow to agitation, and nearly downright personable. Climbing a wall in the Grand Canyon I nearly set my hand around a rock without looking, and then with a bit more thought, glanced up, and sure enough, mojave rattler calmly gazing out, wondering if I was really going to grab him. Another time, slipping around a short boulder about knee high, glanced down to see a mojave curled on top the rock, six inches from my knee, looking up with nearly a smile, sort of as if wondering if I was going to pause and share the nice sunlit rock.
I've been bitten twice... both times from stepping on the snake in tall grass... damn copperheads... only snake I know that just refuses to move or give any indication they are there until you step right on them.
Ageless Mind... Timeless Body... No Way! Use It and Lose It. Just the way it is...