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Scattered
throughout the
And
scattered beneath the upland pines are blooms of mountain laurel, and the
occasional snake. I've been herping the For example, this Hognose Snake was
found at a site I must have hit 20 times before without results. It rolled over and played dead the moment I
disturbed it. Another place in particular
has always looked just right to me, but for years I never saw a snake there
until finally I found a Racer under a board.
Flipped a piece of plywood, and before it could speed away I gently
pinned it with my foot. Got a second
one in hand on another visit, also hiding under the same board. The Racers seemed to
break the ice, because on the next visit with some herping buddies they found
this handsome Milk Snake just two boards over. Milk Snakes are
common throughout Either way, Coastal Plains have a distinctive
look, and although I can’t claim to have found any yet, I’d like to think
these Milk Snakes from the Pines show some “temporalis” influence. While Milk Snakes are a treat, when I moved
to Repeated trips to the My frustration was shared by my friend Danny
who had been looking for kings in We were at a spot I had checked out time and
again, once more expecting nothing, when our herping buddy Dave calls out,
“Hey guys, come here. Quickly.” Danny and I run, hoping what it might
be. We catch up to Dave, who points to
the ground, and finally, at last, we are thrilled by the sight of our first
NJ Kingsnake! Best of all, it’s not over. At another site I’ve hit many times without
success, Dave pulls a repeat performance . . . our second king of the day! A week later Danny and I return, hoping to keep
the streak alive, and we’re rewarded with a third. Another target that was a long time
coming. I had seen Timber Rattlesnakes
up in the mountains, and plenty of Canebrakes (a lowland variation) down
south, but On the same day we discovered the
Kingsnakes, Danny and I are hiking in search of Timbers. We find a fresh shed, our hopes go up, but
an hour of walking produces nothing further, so it’s back to the car. That’s when we run into Dave, who is just
starting out, so we decide to turn around and join him for a second look. We’re
chatting and comparing notes, when maybe five minutes in, not far from where
the shed had been, Dave stops in mid-sentence and calmly says, “There’s one.” Danny and I are not so calm, cheering and celebrating
our first Pine Barrens Rattlesnake!
It’s a gravid female, gorgeous and bright, obviously a snake that
recently crawled out of its old skin.
We admire the bold pattern, almost a cross between northern Timbers
and southern Canebrakes, the reason some herpers call these “Pinebrakes.” And as if that wasn’t enough, a little while
later Dave spots another gravid female. Two Rattlesnakes in one day, followed that
afternoon by a pair of Kingsnakes and a Pine Snake, made this the best day I
ever had in the It was so satisfying to see that the females
had succeeded in producing another generation, and I felt a certain personal
pride in being able to say, “Hey guys, I know your mother.” Hope I remain acquainted with the family
for many years to come.
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