It's ironic that last week, when I was teaching a reptile camp, we saw no snakes in the wild, while today, on the same trails but at my other summer camp job, we found two. The first one was the same Rattlesnake that we all kept seeing a month ago. It has moved away from its little section of wood to the inviting dark space beneath a rusted old steel barrel. It rattled at us. The second was a large Ringneck snake that looked like it had just eaten or was about to lay eggs. It pooped on me.