Clem, glad you are OK! Shaking, S@#$% I would have needed to change my shorts!! Reminds me of the time when I was playing war games in the Marines in Okinawa. I was point and signaled I was going ahead to look for ambushes. Well I saw this depression in the ground up ahead that at one time must have been used as a fox hole. Well I jumped in and heard this movement behind me and saw this brown snake strike me just above my ankle. I screamed like a girl. The guys that were with me finished the snake off with their M16's shooting blanks. I told the medic I got bit. He took his knife cut my boot laces, removed my boot and socks off only to smack me across the head to tell me I wasn't bit. Well needless to say I got a lot of ribbin that day. 1) I let everybody (Make believe enemy) know where our squad was. and 2) I wasn't bit and had to tie my shoelaces together so I could continue on for the day. Yea, I'll never forget that day.