Similar story as Hang's....was crawling under the crawlspace in the very back part looking for a can of paint I had stored back there. As I was rummaging around a box I pulled a tarp back, and lo and behold a very large black snake drops not a foot in front of me. Now, I'm not the smallest guy(6'3") so I am still amazed to this day how quickly I scuffled back to the entrance, fully expecting the snake to be right in tow. I ran nearly 10 yds away from the house just to get away. I generally hate snakes in general so my heart was on the verge of exploding.
I gathered my courage, picked up a hoe and proceeded to go in and wack the crap out of the thing. It got away somehow under the house. I gave up and went to bed that night half awake, paranoid at the fact the big guy could be crawling up the air vent any minute. The next day, it was like going back into the lion's den. I wacked everything I saw that looked slightly serpentine like(cable cords, garden hoses
). Finally, I found him wounded on top of a box and quickly scooped him into a box I had, repeating the quick dash I had made before.
As scared as I was, I just couldn't justify killing him if I didn't have to. So I jumped in the car and drove down the road. When I let him out after driving a couple miles up the road, he went slithering like all get out. I'm just glad he didnt decide to get out of the box on the ride.
