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Lake Powell is my dad's home away from home. He wakes up at the crack of dawn to hit the lake and bass fish until the sun goes down. He is completely content ALL day, even when he is alone. Yesterday while out by himself he got a visitor. Now I ask yourself if you were sitting in a very low to the water bass boat and you saw a rattle snake swimming toward you. What would you do? I know what I would do, I'm sure it's your answer as well. But my dad thought to himself, "What would Steve Irwin do?" The snake was swimming in a direction where there was no land in sight. He knew he would drown eventually, and didn't want a skier or someone to get bit. So he did what Steve would do with the help of his fishing pole. He picked it up!! The snake wrapped himself tightly around his pole happy to be there. THEN with one hand holding the pole he took the picture below. (The blurriness a result of having a rattlesnake at the end of your fishing pole.) THEN he held the pole and drove a few hundred yards to an area that was full of bushes, where no one would camp. I would blame this on sunstroke but it happened early in the morning. My dad has always been a softy for animals, and it doesn't matter even if it's a Rattle snake.
Dad, Steve Irwin salutes you.