Doing the snapping turtle flip in shallow water.
The classic "log" pose.
Neck full of leeches.
Before I get into the double wet, hairy, beavers, I need to post about another charming woodland resident who was less than charmed to be photographed.
I don't quite understand the attitude. I come in peace for all mankind. For all she knows I could work for National Geographic and this could be the start of a Big Gig.
But no. She had to channel her inner dinosaur.
Southern Snapping Turtle up the side stream. Unable to escape the keen eye and senses of homo photographicus. Happy, happy, happy.
Update: A Southern Snapper, not an Alligator Snapper. (no ridged back) Male or female I have no idea. Will be able to recognize in the future due to hole in the edge of shell on the back.
Update II: Dallas Morning News story this morning about turtle trapping and selling. Several mistakes in it, but better than nothing.