Right outside the restaurant is a nice river that winds back to Blue Hole Park.
There is a really cool trail that winds up above the river, and as we were walking up there this dude kind of startled us because he came out of nowhere walking in the opposite direction. He told us he had found a hawk on the ground, and it looked like it was hurt, but still alive.
So we cautiously walked over and found the hawk lying right off the path. It wasn’t moving at all, but was still blinking its eyes so we really weren’t sure what was going on. We spent a few minutes calling around trying to find who could come help, when Deborah walked around to the front of the Hawk and noticed something odd around its neck. At first she thought it was a tag, but when she got a little closer she could tell it was really a snake!
The guy had said he saw the hawk fall out of a tree, so it sounds like it thought it had dinner, but obviously didn’t have a firm enough grip and the snake had wrapped itself around its neck and was choking it out.
Deborah wasted no time though, and without a second thought picked up a limb lying nearby and started trying to pry the snake off. I hunted down a couple other limbs so the guy ( I think his name is Lance?) and I could also help out. With Deborah coordinating our approach, we tried our best to pry the snake off but it wasn’t moving.
Deborah was eventually able to find the head, and thought if we could bother him enough he might let go, but he still wasn’t budging. It became apparent that the only way to get that snaked off would be to pull it off by hand, and that wasn’t gonna to happen… so reluctantly, Deb held the hawk and I smashed the snakes head with another of the branches and it eventually died and let go.
We were afraid the hawk was going to instantly pop up and start clawing us to death, but it just laid there for a while. Lance started moving it a little bit with a branch, and it eventually hopped right up and flew away! What a relief! (for the hawk at least…)
It took us a minute to catch our breaths, and we eventually wound our way back down the trail to the historic cemetery. Deborah took a power nap to recuperate 🙂
What a day!