I think this one will get traded. I made a pretty girly sounding noise when I almost put my foot down about six inches from those inch long fangs. Not a memory I care to relive. I was five miles from a paved road, no snake boots, wearing my well broke in ankle high muck boots - this bad boy would have had no problem in changing my hunting season for me. I have been hunting and fishing in southern swamps all my life and this was the closest call that I have had. My eyes aren't as sharp as they once were. I think I am going to invest in some of those snake guards for my lower legs.
