|The only picture I got of the snake, sadly, but we were in no state get posed photos!|
The aftermath of our snake hunting exercise last night!
And Geoff armed to the eyeballs!
The crowds begin to gather on Kurrimine Beach in hopes of seeing a Green Turtle
getting released back into it's home environment
|Lining up as the turtle is carried to the water's edge|
Euroma the 100 year old Green Turtle arrives
Euroma's last journey to the ocean, with the help of her rescuer; right &
the people who rehabilitated her (she had swallowed heaps of plastic, & was unable dive because of it)
|Free at last, she makes a speedy getaway to the water|
We know that most people around here keep all trees and shrubbery well away from their houses, and for good reason. The nearer the trees/shrubs/bushes etc to a house the better the chances of meeting an unwanted trespasser of some sort. This house has trees and shrubs touching the house.
Today's unwanted trespasser was the world's deadliest (in my mind for a few minutes, at the time, until guess-semi-identified by the Cairns snake bloke), and we wanted it gone! I knew there would be no sleep for us until it was found and removed.
Only some of my profuse sweating was due to the exertion of removing a few hundred books from a bookcase with one hand whilst leaning at a strange angle and holding a stick! I reckon I was more of a klutz like Steve Irwin, than a smooth operator like Attenborough.
But we got the job done! No-one got eaten, harmed, or killed in any way. The snake was released into the wild, and we were relieved into the bed. At last.
PS: The dog, Bruce, either didn't detect the snake, or didn't care. Either way he was as much help as a chocolate teapot.