Column by Hal Walter
Wildlife – September 1998 – Colorado Central Magazin
THE BIG SNAKE coiled and commenced to shake its tail when I was still about 10 yards away. It had apparently been sunning in the barrow ditch. When I approached on my morning jog, it did what all good rattlesnakes do, and warned me of its presence.
I made sure of where my dog was, then slowly walked up and looked at the buzzworm, coiled and menacing, its body as thick as my wrist, its head up and alert. These serpents aren’t supposed to be here at nearly 9,000 feet. But they are. I’ve seen horned toads around here too.