Hello ladies and gentlemen,
I would like to start off by saying this; I am posting from a secret location deep inside west Texas, far behind enemy lines. This computer is in a location that is public, perhaps a school, or a library, have fun Minions of HH.
Perhaps the best thing about last night was the fact no one else was on the road, or perhaps that I was using the company’s gas, in a non-descript oil field truck as camouflage. Either way, the animals threw themselves at me in such a way as to drive me insane. I started out in the vicinity of a large mountain range in the southern part of west Texas, and stayed pretty much in the same general area, covering 300 miles last night, while stopping occasionally in out of the way small towns to support the local economy through the purchase of beverages and snack goods. On the way to this undisclosed location, I observed, note the word observed Minions, I did not touch, harass, poke, pester, or move the animal, it was a Atrox, and I am sure that it was killed by a car whose headlights shined brightly in my rear view mirror as I pulled off the road to observe the snake. The first herp of the evening is always a good feeling, continuing onward I then observed 4 suboc’s within 100 meters, all young and under 30” or so, one had a meal so large in it, that it could only pivot slightly as it attempted to slither off the road and into safety. I observed these animals, made a few notes as to there location, the time, and the ground temps, and continued onward. Last night was The Night of The Tarantula, with hundreds seen crossing the road, and falling victim to the rubbery death of the wildlife sanctuary. I continued, and pressed onward after wishing the Suboc’s good luck, and drying my teary eyes knowing full well that they will eventually get squished by a passing truck, as they did not seem inclined to move, and I was powerless to move them from harms way. How brazen I felt as I was so tempted to rescue these little animals, gorgeous in there beauty and intricacy of there pattern from the road way, only to stop myself in the act of opening my car door to step foot in the hollowed sanctuary.
I moved onto private land at this point wishing to actually be able to handle an animal I find, I parked far from the road, and found a descent rock pile, I hiked to said rock pile catching a good batch of cactus in the shin, and tripping once on a small ocotillo I couldn’t see in the dark. I startled a large Atrox that was not happy to see me tromping through his habitat late at night and we parted ways in a hurry. I was observing the rock pile, when a very faint buzzing sound caught my attention, and low and behold a baby Lepidus was sitting at the base of a large rock staring at me intently. The baby found 2 miles from any major road in Texas, and 7 miles inside public land, I had previously gained access to in anticipation of HB-12’s passing, was just gorgeous. I observed the animal, but did not disturb it we said our good bye’s and it moved off to the safety of the rock pile and I returned to my vehicle. All in all that night, I observed, but did not touch, molest, move, pick up, poke, pester, take, or remove many animals and had a good time.
Thank you,
Anonymous
P.S. Total amount spent for trip in out of the way small communities: $87.56
