I’m not guaranteeing that these won’t show up again with the appropriate story, but having talked about snakes, I should show you snakes and these pictures are great – yes (for any newbies here), this is our 250 acres of wilderness in the Top End, Australia sixteen years ago, and yes, the woman in the latter half of the photos is me – I do hope you shy-of-snakes-type people will have a have a look, too – be brave and all that.
When something like this shows up inside your living space, in this case the caravan (office space) annex, you don’t just leave it there.
As you can see, the pythons were a decent size. There were much larger ones around, but the giant ones never tried moving into our camp.
This was the first beauty to show up. I was inside the van at my desk when I heard the “ping” as the cabinet door popped open. That seemed an odd thing to happen, so I went out to investigate.
The snake had come up from underneath of the caravan, up and in through the open back of the cabinet, then pushed the door open and came over the top, then went exploring.
Fortunately I had a camera ready to hand.
Initially I was shy of picking them up. They are not poisonous, but they do have a nasty bite, and I have a healthy respect for life and limb, just the same as anybody else.
Being still new out there at that time, I also wasn’t certain that it was a python. The long and the short of it is, our closest neighbour, 3 kilometres away (nearly 2 miles) came and took it away.
After seeing how it was done, I could then do it myself, and after that I became Resident Snake Catcher.
Here’s a lovely close-up of that same snake. One of my favourite pictures.
The next I handled myself. Once I’d done that, I never feared picking them up – not the pythons, anyway. This one, like the rest, was released a few kilometres down the road.
Occasionally, though, they would turn up on the weekend when Greg was home, which is why I’m smiling in these pictures – because I actually got some pictures!
This one cut the circulation in my arm, which you can see in the reddening of forearm and hand, which unfortunately makes me look as though I’m squeezing the poor thing to death – which I am not. I was always very mindful that the snake I held was a living thing that I wanted to release, not harm.
Here I am getting it unwrapped (above). You can see the muscular flex of it’s body. These are, of course, wild creatures and not used to being handled. So, as I was trying to deal with it, it was trying to deal with me – it was trying to choke my arm into submission and make me let go!
When I finally got it off me, I held it up to show the length of it, which is the photo you saw a few days ago, but I will show here again for those who didn’t see it.
Here (below) is a different python, another lovely specimen.
Okay! We’re done! Those who don’t like snakes, you can open your eyes again tomorrow. :D
Thank you for letting me share these with you. They were great days. I learned a lot of valuable lessons out there, the biggest being self-confidence.