Kids love frogs, snakes, toads, turtles, lizards, salamanders and newts.
That’s why there are Herp Clubs.
Last Saturday, Henry and I went on a field trip with the Michigan Herpatological Society.
A few others showed up. A nice diverse group. Couldn’t get more diverse, agewise, anyway. Randy is the club guy, a middle-aged herp expert from way back. He used to work at the pet shop that I went to in the early 70’s to meet with the herp club! Ryan is a college guy who’s in Special Forces fitness for the pursuit of herps. He has a ponytail and was dressed for jungle action: he really knew his stuff, every scientific name, chawed on cattails as we searched for Massaugas (how many little kids get to go search for rare rattlesnakes with experts?). A young teen Devon has quite a few slinky critters in tanks at home and is gung-ho catching em in the field, too. Then me and Henry. We found quite a few critters, held em a bit, then let em go. Took some pics.
