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Lake Eufaula and the Hitch_Hiker (Edited)
By Tina M Clark
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
Thanks to Bridget who has inspired me with her story of her hitch-hiker, I am going to attempt to write several storys of our summer breaks! Hope you enjoy! Thanks Bridget!!!XO
Lake Eufaula & the Hitch-Hiker
It had been a long day, kids all excited and not wanting to leave for home, packing and then the long drive ahead of us looming............
My three son's had begged to stay just a few more days, but there was a forecast of storms headed our way so I elected to cut the trip short by two days.
We had been camping for eight days and it was such a wonderful and fun time! There was swimming, hiking, long bike rides, fishing, and plenty of fresh air and sunshine. The boys always loved summer months living here in Oklahoma, it meant lake and camping! For Mom, it meant sun-bathing, long walks and beautiful scenery to be inspired by and I didn’t really want to go either. Putting common sense ahead of desires though, I knew it was best to leave. We would just return again in a week or so. Oklahoma summers can throw you some pretty nasty weather at times! I guess one of the best things about my state is, if you hate the weather one day, then just wait a few and God will bless you with more to your liking!
Lake Eufaula had been beautiful this year! It was a little drive for us coming from Oklahoma City, but driving down I-40 to highway 69 was a nice drive. We always passed the time playing I spy, Slug Bug, singing and talking about either the planned trip or, if leaving the trip we had just enjoyed. It was a peaceful time of bonding and sharing.
The boys had been exceptionally well behaved and helpful on this trip as they helped load up to go home. The tent was first to go down. Then the collecting of all the camping equipment and gear as well as clothing to pack and kids to load. Must not forget even one of those little blessings!
This trip home, I was allowing my sons to ride with other family members and friends. It was just me and the silent two hour ride home, give or take a few stops here and there. The trip had been productive for me in that I was blessed because of the beauty and inspired to write some while there.
I had just waved everyone to take the lead so I could take my time. With the window now up and the AC on, I was ready for the drive and was just about ready to turn on “The Twister” my favorite station, when I first heard something that didn’t belong! From total peace and quite came at first a rustle, then a few clanks! My first thought was my load had shifted on my back seats, no biggie! I went on driving and turned on the radio low listening to my favorite country artists singing. It was somewhere in the middle of an especially good song, I heard a lid rattle and drop to the floor! I had hit no bumps and as far as I knew everything should be riding just fine. I flashed my head lights to let them know ahead I was pulling off and waved my hand.
By this time I’m becoming a little worried, something was NOT right! I had a feeling that something had one of my sons names on it! You’ve heard it said, “Mothers always know” well, I was right!
I got out and looked in the back seat. I didn’t see anything except the lid had fell off a pot of left over camp stew and, the top was askew on a cake pan almost full of left over chocolate cake with cherry’s in the filling. I noticed a long groove running down the cake but just figured it was a little hungry finger that had done the deed. Was I ever wrong!
I opened the door to repair the damage and settle everything back in place more securely when, I saw it! Just as the door slid open a plop landed in my floor board. It was about 5 ft long and starting to curl in a circular pattern on my floor mat. A snake, a king snake to be exact! I jumped back when I first saw him not that I was really afraid well, maybe a little but only because I hate the feel of them.
Here I am, all alone cars whizzing pass at 75 miles an hour and stuck with a snake in my car! Great!!!! What to do and how to get it out was now becoming a big issue. There was no way I was planning to reach in and grab him to take him out! I stood there shaking with the thought of what I would have done if he had made it to my feet. Boys! I was sure of it, they had decided to bring their new found treasure home unbeknown to me!
I didn’t have a cell phone on me and the nearest phone was miles away I was sure. So there I stood like some ninny with all my doors open, hoping against hope he would just find the door and crawl out. I was worried about that thought too because, if he decided to crawl out the door closest to the highway he might crawl in the direction of traffic and get hit. That seemed a shame but what else could I do! I stood there talking to him telling him, “ok my friend, ride is over! Go Home!” and waving my hands. About this time a highway patrolman pulls up asking if I need any help. “Yes Please,” was the automatic answer, Salvation was at hand!
He was a fairly good sized black cop with a friendly smile and asked how he could be of service. I walked back over and pointed to my floor mat and said make it leave! Turning to look back at him now, he was a good sized black cop that looked a little green around the gills with eyes the size of the bottom of a coffee cup! I was more aggravated than afraid at this point, but his expression about made me come undone. His hand automatically went to the butt of his gun and he backed up a few steps!
He then says, “Lady, I ain’t touching that devil, sorry but snakes don’t like me”! He offered to call animal control but said it might be some time before they responded since they were closed. And it was a holiday weekend boot! Great, here is my savior that isn’t that big on saving, and my hitch-hiking snake. Only thing that had changed was the snake had more people looking at him and he didn’t seem to happy about it!
I’m about to give up and have him make a call to one of my friends cars ahead of me when, I hear a car door open and close. Looking around the police officer, I see it is my friends and kids walking over to us. Now we are talking! These are seasoned campers and the problem is about to be over I hoped.
They all walk up and ask what’s wrong. Rather than explain I just pointed again. My friend started smiling then laughing his fool head off at me. I begged him then plead for him to remove it so I can move on. He just stands there shaking his head saying, “nope not me”! So much for male macho help! What to do?
Then salvation walks around the grown men looking like the best thing in the world at this point. My youngest son! He said, (not to me, but the snake) Sampson how did you get out of that pot? I told ya mom would freak if you came out before she got home”! Now my eyes are round and I’m thinking real seriously about the possibility of an upcoming grounding or worse! My savior, became the crux of the whole episode! I stood there looking as he picked up “Sampson” and hugged him close. Love shining in those 5 year old eyes. As he held him I noticed that the chocolet was transfering to my sons hands and shirt. When I told him he had something on his hands, he smelled, then began to lick them! He smiled and said smiling so innocently, "Sampson must like your cake mom, sorry! Well maybe I would let him off with just a scolding after all!
I had him to put him back in the pot and recover him and this time hold the lid on. So Sampson, with his streak of brown chocolate icing on his belly could lay in the pot for the trip back to the camping area and some woods.
To my sons tearful cries, he slithered off into the woods, thankfully at last. The police officer followed us just in case as if he could or world have helped! He did have pity on my crying son and told him, “look bud he has family and friends here in them their woods, you wouldn’t want him to be sad and miss them would ya”? My son shook his head, heavy tears flying off his face as he did and said, no guess not.
We were off again and this time I was riding not with the snake, but with my 5 year old son Mark. Somehow the little turkey had me promising him a pet snake from the pet store or, maybe a ring neck one if he found one soon.
From that point on I made it a point to always check over the vehicle not once but several times, before leaving from a trip where woods were involved! All in all, it was one of our most memorable trips to date thanks to a small boy and Sampson.
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|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Excellent story, Tina! More, more!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|I enjoyed this adventurous read....thanks for sharing!!
I would be rather stucked with a snake than a spider...lol!!
|Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher
|Tina, this is a wonderful story! (I (Birgit) probably would have caused a terrible scene, since I am not fond of snakes close to me, without a seperating glass wall) going anywhere or doing anything with kids, you can just never be sure what will happen next...We can't wait for the next story!
Happy New Year,
Birgit and Roger