As I gather my wits, I glance up into the trees to see a slender green shape slithering along the branches. So regardless of the rumored presence of hairy beasts, two-legged of of the four-legged variety, here is something I know enough about to be concerned about; a tree-racer.
The tree-racer is a dstant relative of the common garter-snake, it is a subspecies native to this region. The tree-racer is fairly harmless, but their favorite method of hunting is to slither through the branches of tres until they spot the next meal like a bug or a lizard, and then drop down on them from above.
Which works just fine most of the time, except that tree-racers are notoriously near-sighted and many a traveler through the Roughs has a most shocking introduction to the green tree-racer as a wiggling, churning sensation straight down the back of their collar.
Personal experience would attest to this, as in the case of a misinspired canoe trip down the Too Much. As it turns out, canoes sink, tree-racers can swim, and WeenerMans not very well.
Which all might have proven very amusing except for the hike back to where I had parked the truck at the Upper end of the Too Much after reaching the Lower end of the Too Much Creek. And carrying a canoe while in wet tennis shoes didn’t add that much amusemnt to the trip.