I immediately identified the turtle as a snapping turtle. Snapping turtles are famous for biting and painfully
so. From the point of its tail to the tip
of the nose this one was 1.5 feet big.
Realizing it was a snapper, I had to do something. I knew the next car was going to kill it; if
not for its prized meat in turtle soup.
This guy was nasty, just touching his shell made him snap at
me and knowing its reputation I decided to not go any further. So I went to the car and got a teak board
that I had in the car (I was going to the boat remember) and when I approached
him with the board he struck it violently and hit it with a big bang. He did this one more time and seeing I could
not encourage him to get off the road, I rolled him over twice with the board
till he was at the side of the road. The
board was slimy when he had hit it. So
here he was sitting looking at me angrily.
I took a photo and went on to the boat.
Coming back two hours later there was no squished turtle on or near the
spot, so my relocation project was successful.
A good Sunday.
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