So when we heard the first rattle, just off the trail, my first thought was, "Cool!" My companions, not so much. Not for that snake, or for the dozen others we encountered in the Wenaha-Tucannon wilderness. After awhile one of the Ts was gingerly poking each clump of grass we encountered as we waded through the jungle that was the trail. When I took over the lead and hiked faster, the Freak of Nature was heard to say, "Oh, that's the (Monkey Bars) approach to snake prevention. Power through and hope for the best." Yep. That's pretty much my life approach.
|The beautiful Wenaha|
|My Skyscape worked great, even with some wind and a little sprinkle of rain!|
But we had to come out. The next day was mostly snake-free, and after waiting the requisite 5-7 days I am happy to report no poison ivy rash. The dance worked!
|Wouldn't you go here, even with snakes?|