All those coyotes that we hear barking at dusk and see trotting along the beaches in search of breakfast have to live somewhere!
Marv flipped over a sheet of fiberglass debris on the beach to find this small rattlesnake. It didn't move as we approached, flicking its tongue to test the air around. We didn't push our advantage.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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