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Catching a snake in a plastic bottle.
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Previously:
https://www.homemadetools.net/forum/...622#post147515
https://www.homemadetools.net/forum/...031#post168306
https://www.homemadetools.net/forum/...510#post139312
https://www.homemadetools.net/forum/...251#post141954
Great big brass ones! I think I'd have to turn in my Man Card if I were put in that situation. Didn't faze her a bit!
Bill:clapping:
She definitely knows how to handle the situation! Smooth, confident, direct, determined, - makes me think of my own daughters. :) Either one of 'em would do exactly the same!
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That's what we call a 6 quart cobra.
There would be large-sized bullet holes all over if I had to deal with that!
A good sharp machete works very well
Grew up on a ranch with lots of rattle snakes. A hoe with a nice sharp edge and a 6 foot handle was kept near every area where we found them, easy to chop off the head without getting close enough to be bitten.
Otherwise, a shotgun with a load or birdshot, or a pistol with a shotshell cartridge in it were employed.
For that cobra, I think I would go with a 12 gauge and a 1 1/8 ounce of #7.5's from about 10 feet out.
Better anyone eelse but me. Pretty cool young lady. I see her smile.
When I was around 15 I built a volley ball net from used hay bale twine and stretched it between two pine trees in our yard. We lived in the middle of nowhere in BFE Kemper county Mississippi. My cousin, just up the dirt road from me, and I were playing volley ball and the ball fell to the side and I walked over to retrieve it. There to behold was a copperhead, snakes were fair game no matter what they were. We managed to stuff it into a huge glass pickle jar (no plastic containers back then), punched holes in the lid and my cousin Mike took it home and stowed it under his bed. His mom, my Aunt Arlene, found it and had a conniption fit. We were pretty pound of our catch but we didn't do that again....