Originally Posted by
kfreeouf
If it was a Camp Pendleton rattler, I hope you tried to resuscitate it before declaring it deceased.
I can just see James getting down on the ground giving it mouth-to mouth 
Originally Posted by
kfreeouf
When I was stationed a Pendleton (many years ago) I remember the base commander had standing orders against harming any of the "base rattle snakes". When ever you'd see a platoon of recruits suddenly move to the oblique in formation, it was a pretty safe bet there was a snake in the road. I also remember the recruits using their guide-ons to clear the butts on the range of the sleepy snakes sunning themselves in the morning.
I don't know about you guys at Pendleton, but at Benning at the gunnery range we had "ready made" foxholes (cement culverts, right side up) with a wooden lid over them that would collect leaves in the bottom. Whenever we were out at the range, before getting in we'd have to clear these for Eastern Diamondbacks
(I never found one -- 
oop:!!).
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