About 10 minutes into our journey (Kenai stayed on the boat this time, I was too nervous about undercurrents) I noticed the longest fattest snake slithering in the water near some trees and I shivered.
I HATE snakes. And then we discussed.
Liz: "Would ever pick up a snake?"
DK: "I would hold one yes if someone handed me one and said "Here, this snake is safe."
Liz: "But you wouldn't just pick one up off the ground and hold it?"
DK: "Snakes are evil."
Liz: "So you don't like snakes either?"
DK: "Snakes have the devil in them."
(Long quiet pause)
DK: "I picked up a leech once."
Liz: " Why?"
DK: "When I was a cubscout, I was picking up rocks at the pond and out swam what I thought was a baby snake so I caught it and took it back to the cubmaster. They all freaked out, couldn't believe it didn't get on me and then kept it in a jar to teach the others what a leech was. I was pretty much a hero."
Never a dull moment with the three of us I tell ya.