I took the boat back out to Wallisville on Sunday. I was exploring some new areas and was by myself. As I came down this one trail I noticed it start to narrow. Now no chance to turn around I slowed, then saw the opening to the pond I wanted to be at... I gunned the motor, however I came to an abrupt & somewhat violent stop. There I was wedged between 2 young trees, and the prop was wedged between some roots of a larger cypress I had just crossed over.

After the initial sudden stop, I turned off the motor & looked around. Inspecting the situation and noticing very quickly the bow was up in the air wedged between these two trees. Realizing I had made a bad choice on which path to go down. I sat there scratching my head, wondering how to best approach the predicament I had got myself in.

I grabbed the young tree on the port side & gave it a good shake. The boat settled back into the water on the port side starboard still in the air. Just then, I felt a sting on my neck... BEES! Yup, a whole swarm of them! I instantly was in the 6" of water/ mud/ roots and nasty water rolling around yelling. They must have taken pity on me because they didn't hang on me long but they did swarm the boat for 10-15 minutes before leaving.

5 bee stings later and 10-15 minutes of laying in this nasty water I was able to finally get out & get back on the boat. I grabbed my machete & made quick work of the two young trees. The boat settled and the bees came back! Instantly, I dove back into the filthy water to seek refuge from the returning swarm.

I had freed the boat & now only had to take care of the prop still stuck between 2 roots. The bees swarmed the bow of the boat as I worked to free the prop from between 2 roots. As I'm using my knife, machete & hands to free the prop I'm moving branches & smaller roots & tossing them aside. I reached for one that had settled on my hunt deck, however when I reached to grab it, it slithered off! In one motion I did a back hand spring with a front twist back into the boat... Now unconcerned with the bees, I opened the gun box and drew my .40... The cotton mouth surfaced just of the stern & I shot. I had it rolling in the water after the 2nd shot, and now, not among the living.

I sat there collecting my breath for a second and looked back to the prop that was almost free. It was slithering with snakes! In fact, the whole reverse plate, prop etc was covered with them! I had disturbed the entire den & they were all coming out of nowhere to check out what the commotion was! They tried climbing on the motor, my spud pole I was using to lift the root over the prop. The spud pole became my weapon of choice. I killed or hurt about 8-10 before I lost count & finally somehow during what I thought was my final stand on the Gator-Tail, was able to get the prop free. The boat slid forward away from the snakes and I used the spud pole to continue to push the boat further away. Once safe, I returned the motor to the water / mud & powered into the pond. Relieved to be off that trail I quickly maneuvered the boat back through the correct trail and made my exit to the main lake.

Once back into the main part of the lake I was able to drink some water & wash off by jumping in. I took a couple of pills of Benadryl and called it a day. Nothing like an eventful Sunday to keep you on your toes!

sounds like my run in with the timber rattlers a few weeks ago setting game cams. you never realize how many are around until you start to look hard.

Sounds like that coulda gotten REALLY bad perty quick! Glad you're ok!

So really you were swimming with the snakes and didn't realize it ...and if there's anything I can't stand, it's a damn snake!! The boat, motor, reverse plate, hunt deck, my leg, damn near everything around me would've had bullet holes in it! Glad you made it out with no major issues.

one ride, I'm glad I wasn't on.

those timber rattlers were doing their love thing so they didnt mind me

I got hit with the yellow jackets out there. Had 5 bites on my ear. But I can't imagine the snakes. Sounds like you got the 5 plagues coming down on ya!

Damn WEA that's quite a Sunday lol that's one of my worst fears finding a nest of cotton mouths. I was told a story about a skier that went into a nest of them when I was a kid been paranoid ever since lol. Glad it worked out ok

I don't even like a damn rubber snake!

Note to self:

Stay away from Coe for a while, as it seems he's caught a severe case of some really bad joo-joo.

Good thing you didn't wind up like that boy in Lonesome Dove!

Bet the pucker factor was off the chart Sounds like you were very lucky.

glad you made it!

What would you have done if you had been bitten a bunch of times?!?!

(By the way, I am absolutely NOT being a pussy and saying in any way that you shouldn't have been out there by yourself. Just wondering, because I KNOW you've given it some thought!)

You should have just cranked the motor and turned them into nuggets......

Dam im glad there not stuff out here like that.Snakes i mean i think i would have sh*t myself.Glad you got out.

Was out there sunday as well, glad that I didn't hook up with on that day!!! Glad you made it out ok

That was one crazy story. Should of had your gopro. You could of sold that!

Holy shit glad your ok

Thanks Coe I will now be paranoid to get in the water for the next six months. Glad you made it out okay.


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Wow. I love WI. I can't remember the last time I saw a poisonous snake around here.

I absolutely hate snakes. You wanna see a white boy haul ass, just watch me when I step by one. While picking up roundbales on the farm once I stabbed a bale and when I looked back it looked like Madusa's head. Lets just say somebody had to go get the tractor.

Sounds like that movie------snakes on a plane!!!! Add in the bees and you gotta hell'uve

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