I got to reminiscing and unpacked this slide of the first Drymarchon I ever caught and the story behind it kind of interesting. It was August of 2001. I hitched a ride with a couple of cousins and a friend to this little surfing village in Michoacan. We had been camping out for the weekend and they would go surfing during the day while I was out looking for beaded lizard burrows, Agkistrodon, and who knows what else. In any event, we were all having breakfast one morning at some little thatched-hut restaurant on the beach when a commotion behind us caught my attention. I looked over and there were a couple of kids hitting something in the sand with a rake. I wasn't sure what was going on but got up and walked over because my gut said. "They're killing some kind of animal", though I had no idea what. When I got there, I could see it was a little snake. I rushed in and grabbed it before they could hit it again while yelling a few choice words at them in Spanish. Well, it was a little rubidus. Dead, no doubt, because it seemed totally lifeless and limp. I looked at it for a few minutes, felt pretty badly that I hadn't gotten there sooner but noticed that it had no outward lacerations or injuries. My camera gear was across the beach in the tent so I just stuffed him into my cargo shorts pocket and planned on posing him in as lifelike a manner as possible for a picture later. I went back, sat down and finished breakfast with my cousins who could care less about snakes but saw how badly I felt, at least. Then, about five minutes later, I feel the snake moving around in my pocket. I reached in, pulled him out, and he appeared surprisingly well. Alert, trying to escape, responsive. All I can conclude is that he was knocked unconscious by the kids but not seriously hurt. I bagged him up properly back at the tent, kept him there for a few hours to make sure he was really alright, then took him about a mile up the beach, shot this photo, and released him into the brush. I think a young indigo's odds of making it to adulthood are pretty slim anywhere these days and who knows if he ever ended up making it or in somebody's stomach but at least he got a break that day.




