I want you to imagine you’re motoring along Dalrymple Rd on Eungella Range, driving to a certain birding spot. All along the way there are branches and vines strewn on the road, courtesy of TC Debbie. Suddenly, you realize that the branch on the road, only a few metres in front, is no branch. It is a python of a reasonable size, right in the way of the car. Thank heavens for fast reflexes, ABS braking system and very strong seat belts. With nothing to spare, the python and us two were still in one piece, unharmed. That was one lucky critter ! We got out quickly, before a car came upon us from either direction, took a shot or two and then tried to move this sun-loving snake off the road before it turned into another road kill statistic. But no matter how hard we tried, this thing would not budge. It kept snapping at us menacingly. Some twenty odd years ago an old-timer told me to be very wary of being bitten by a python. According to him, they have a lot of very bad bacteria in their mouth because of the food they eat and if they bite you, one could end up with a very nasty infection. We were in no mood to test his theory to see whether he was just winding me up or actually telling the truth. Things were getting desperate as it was only a matter of time before a car turned up, out of the blind corner behind us. We did not want to see the python killed nor us two ending up as Dalrymple Pizza Supreme. Then, finally, between Marlis’ monopod and a long stout stick that I found nearby, we hit the jackpot. This thing relented and moved off the road, albeit with no great enthusiasm, to say the least, only to finally disappear down the bank into tall grass, much to our relief. Eungella has always provided a surprise or two, usually with feathers, not being covered in scales !