When I was growing up, we always watched out for snakes. The thought process in our family was that the only good snake was a dead snake! The only poisonous snakes in that part of Virginia are rattlesnakes and copperheads, although the only snake that we ever saw was either a garter snake or a black snake.
My grandpa always told me that the snake that I had to worry about the most was the dreaded hoop snake. He said that it looks just like a black snake, until it gets mad at you. Then it will bite its own tail, form a hoop and roll after you! He said that they only way you could escape from the rolling hoop snake was to run up a hill!
Did you ever have an encounter with a hoop snake?