Crowley 1942 Journal May 30 Cedar Grove, S Fork Kings R., 4600 ft., Fresno Co., Calif. As the trail dipped near the river, it went over sandy soil and under alders. As I proceeded here, I saw a beautifully striped stick lying in the middle of the path -- this is about 1/2 way between Bouring Davis Falls and Zumwalt Meadows. As it started to move, I recognized it for a snake and grasping my courage in one hand and my lizard glove in the other, advanced upon it. I noised it but the snake was too heavy for the noise while broke. Overcome by recklessness I advanced upon the snake barchanded, but froze when the thing turned and snapped at my ankle. It glided (the snake did) rapidly toward the river. Voices distracted my attention. Looking up I saw 2 women -- one of them an unidentified lady from Ventura. She confirmed my belief that the snake was a harmless Coral King Snake and joined in the chase. With her moral support plus her expert beating around the brush while I advanced upon my prey, I managed to corner the animal. It started to do a peculiar thing (previously it had gone 2 ft. from the river and slithered along a small limit) as -- before I