On Sunday evening around 3 p.m I hear my neighbor and fellow missionary start yelling my name from his yard. Well when you live in the Maasai Mara and someone is yelling it can only mean a couple things. By the time I had jumped on the 4-wheeler his oldest daughter was at my gate. she said "dad has a green mamba by the tail and needs your help". Any logical thinking person would have said "yeah tell him I will be over in about an hour" but I was thinking, Green mamba, Possibility of getting snake bit and dying, count me in. When I got there Jon had a piece of 2" flat bar holding this nearly 6 feet mamba down.
Well I took over the flat bar so Jon could torcher it by taking a couple hundred pictures. It was in between some tires right next to Jons house. Jon was very fortunate to get the hold with the flat bar that he did. The birds kept flying in to peck him when they could. It was like they knew we were on the same side and did not care we were standing right there.
This bad boy was 5'-4" long.
As you can see it all turned out well and no one was killed. Remember kids this was done by trained professionals never try this at home:)
4 comments:
Woohoo!!! If Lynn Bailey ever comes to visit you, ya'll have to set her up with something like that to watch! HaHA!!!
Oh no! On the first glance of the first picture I thought it was a bird. Glad everyone was safe.
You are a bad influence on your nephew who keeps wanting to see the pictures of the green momba.
Never a dull moment in the Mara!
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