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Yesterday I was exploring in the south Altamaha in my 13' river hawk when I came upon a bit of high ground surrounded by marsh. It looked like a good place to locate some hogs for next bow season so I took a look around. After about an hour of poking around I cam up on what looked like a blue teeshirt laying under some small trees. When I saw the knot tied in the end of the cloth bag I just knew what was inside. I was right. A 4.5' eastern diamonback. There were no other tracks on the sandy island since the rain several days ago. Whether the bag was lost ,stashed,or what I have no idea. I took several pictures and sent the snake on her way. This is a good snake story-the snake lived.
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