I didn't have trouble looking for a rock handful. Hitting the snake with a rock, in the head, was another be of importance. The first rock hit the snake on top of the back, behind the stick to. The next rock hit the stick. But, the rattlesnake never any chance. Robert's grip inside the Y stick held fast. By the time I had exhausted the rock pile, both the snake's head and a button were nowhere to be...
