My favorite trail in the Jefferson Memorial Forest is the Coral Ridge Trail. It’s a little more challenging, a little longer, and a little rougher than some of the other trails. I only try it when I’m feeling my oats, and today I was feeling my oats.
Here the trail opened up. The walking was much easier. The temperature went from 15 degrees to a glorious 25 degrees. I was trying out a new article of clothing that my daughter gave me for Christmas. it was a shirt that wicks the moisture away from your skin. Worked like a charm
I met this guy a while back while taking a walk in the wild, wild woods. He looked little poorly so I took him home to nurse him back to health. He gradually got better and one night after he was fully recovered we were sitting by the fire and he slithered over to me and bit me on the ankle.
“Why’d you do that?” I cried as I lay dying.
“You knew I was a snake when you brought me home, now didn’t you?”
The moral of the story is a snake is a snake and will always act like a snake and do the things that snakes do no matter what you say or do. Be careful this fall on election day not to vote for no snakes, especially orange headed vipers.