no need for a name change , Unca Walt is a famous author/adventurer/IBM Engineer/catches rattlesnakes with his bare hands and decapitates them/mercenary/pilot/Captain/and is married for a 100 years to a magic red headed witch
Unca Walt taught Chuck Norris all he knows about self defense
the alphabet soup spy agencies call Unca frequently to see if his mind is still right or if he needs any help moving his furniture around
Yer rattin' me out, Big!!
It ain't true! (Well, the magic red-headed witch part is true...)
I used (once) my bare hands to catch a cottonmouth. I used a Swiss Army knife to do for rattlesnakes (a still from a video the guys took) -- Herself said I'd lost a step and could not do this anymore.
She let me do it one last time so they could video it. New club members would always think the guys were pulling the long bow about the trick. It came about because I noticed that a buzzer will give a
frisson down its back about 1/5 sec before it strikes.
I think I might be the only guy that did this... Anyway, what ya do is move your right foot in to juuust about the strike limit. In the position shown above, you begin darting your left hand in and out with a coupla seconds between each "jab". Your reaction time is about 1/3 of a second, and the
frisson is only 1/5 of a second... so you have 2/15 of a second deficit.
You beat this time deficit with the jab. While the rattler concentrates on your left hand -- and he most ricky-tick will -- you get ready with the little Swiss Army knife.
As soon as the frisson begins, swing the knife to a point about 8 inches in front of the head. It will hit the buzzer in the back of the head, either stunning or killing it. Either way, THAT is when you grab it.
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This is a hand-caught live cottonmouth. I'm holding him about 8" behind his head. If you Duckduck cottonmouths, the perfessers say they never get anywhere near this big.
For background, I had no choice, it climbed on me in my deer blind to get warm.
And I have a video of a genuine "red touches yellow" coral snake chewing on my sneaker.
The guys called me "Snakebait" and nobody will go in the woods with me because... oh... forgot to mention: Got hit by a 22-pound rattler. Talk about stone lucky. It's fangs stuck in my jeans, just scratched me.
HIM -- I had to grab. Whacked him on a tree. He now resides on three different crossbow straps. That's Fuzzy... giving a sniff-spection.
Late Edit Add: You can determine for yourself the immense size of this snake's head. (North Floriduh has the largest buzzers in the world.) Spread your bent forefinger and middle fingers apart until they are wider apart than a quarter. You are lookin' at the fangs.
