Yesterday night I decided to return to the same area and look for the sneaky bastard who didn’t wait for me to take decent pictures. The tyres still need some shaping but this time I took it easy. I got to the place, put the camera strap around my neck, the head light on, etc… and then I started to look for snakes. The place is still creepy. Dark as real chocolate, plagued with mosquitoes and other flying fuckers like bats eating the mosquitoes that are eating me alive. I didn’t see much snake activity so I adventure myself a bit closer to the river… but the thousands of eyes looking at me made me change my mind; I don’t want to be bitten by those wood spiders…
So I made my way back to the “main” road, through multiple flying insects including lovely and huge mantis, and kept looking at the floor. No snakes but other things:
I have met people in the mountain spending hours and sweat only for finding these:
If they knew that it’s not necessary to go up to 1,500m for seeing them
A 68: you suck it and I owe you 1:
Black has a different connotation by night:
And then I saw something jumping from a small slope full of vegetation into some dry leaves over the floor. I got scared for I knew that it was snake. A very short one, but kinda thick for its size. I wanted to remove the leaves but I knew that it wasn’t a good idea, so I looked for a bamboo stick that I used for moving the leaves around… with no luck. I was excited, and a bit scared. The flying fuckers were doing what they know to do the best: to fuck around (flying). Long story short: for two times I noticed the animal to jump and hide into the dry laves, but couldn’t see it full body. Also the bamboo had something alive inside, that got furious when I used it for hitting the big plants around. Fuck it, I said.
I didn’t give up though. I scanned the area around and then, not very far from GuangYingShan visitors center (but not there) I spotted the prize of the night. Sorry for the crappy pictures, I jump off the bike, took the camera and used it without taking off the helmet:
The color was like dark brown/grey, not very appreciable patterns on it, although the skin color wasn’t even. It had a not so fast pace, until for some reason it thought that it was the moment to sneak out from my sight.
I’m loving Taiwan. Well, the island, not the country itself. I’m again that child who run after wild animals