Here I am walking about singing a happy tune, as I often do, stopping to look at a fossil, a walking taco or the evil snapping reptile that is blocking the path.
“None shall pass” the armoured beast mutters. Damn.
This is NOT you average garden variety beastie – this is a full fledged snapping turtle, a highly efficient killing machine that could strip the flesh off my legs faster than a school of piranhas. Damn.

As one can see clearly see, this throwback to the Jurassic era is all shell, claws and bad attitude – a frightfully ferocious four flippered fiend in my path. Damn ye Darwin for so cleverly camouflaging this beak faced predator.

As can be seen from the side, this battle ready, beady-eyed behemoth means business and is to be treated with the utmost of respect. It’s like a land mine with a tail, a grass cougar that is ready to leap up and tear open the entrails of those who get too close.
Anyhow, I walked around it, thus defeating it’s clever trap and living to blog another day. Actually, it was live to try not to fall into the down stream rapids or fall off of a slippery slope of shale, but that my friends, is a tale unto it’s own.

