My family has a small lease in Bladen County. I remember when I was younger, blood tracking deer in brush in early bow season in brush higher than my head on my hands and knees in the dark with Mag lights. The next day killing a rattler less than 50yrs from where we were a few hours before. We have serveral run ins with Rattlers and a few very large cotton's through the years.
I would be more cautious now fer sure. I dont bow hunt down there any more, so not really an issue.
Thinking about this reminds me of a funny story. James Collier, the man that owned the same farm my family leases. He passed away close to 5years ago now, cancer.
I took a friend hunting one weekend with me. We got off work on friday afternoon, gathered our stuff, stopped by the grocery store for some food and headed out. We got to the club house, finally, aroung 11pm. Now, the club house was and old chicken house. We converted one end of it into the club house. I say we, it was actually the elders in the family. They have been hunting down there longer than I have been alive. Anyway, walking under the breeze way was very dark. I walked in and felt my way to the pull string for the florencent light overhead. If anyone has turned on a florecent light in complete darkness, they know how it flickers before it comes on bright. Well, as it was flickering, I noticed something at my feet. Light comes on fully, and unmistakable its a rattler laying less that a foot away going between the trash can and the wall. I wish there could have been a NBA scout on site. I did a new record for the veritcal jump for a 6'0" white boy. Then once I was far enough away, I was glad there wasn't, because, I almost messed my pants. I then grabbed the shovel off wall and I proceded to kill the dead rattler. I realized his head was missing once I finished killing him. In fact it was no where to be found.
Fast forward the next day, James made his usual saturday mid morning rounds. He asked about the snake. He said he had killed the snake and left it. Because if you kill one and leave it laying around, that it attract other snakes so you can kill them as well. Looking back, I dont know how he kept a straight face. But he didnt so much as blink.
At his funeral, his family told the story of the rattler he set out at the club house to scare the guys, (yeah, ME). Thats when I found out that it is possible to laugh and cry at the same time. I wounder how many people he told about that story.
Sorry for the long story.
P.S. I killed a copperhead last hear at the base of my stand