On Sunday I got a call out in the village. Guy said that there was a Black Mamba under the wood pile he uses to fire up his "donkie" for hot water. Remarkably, people here seem to be able to ID Black Mambas well so off I went with all my kit.
Upon arrival I was pleasantly surprised that his wood pile was probably 30cm high and less than a meter wide. I was expecting the worst. I started moving the pile slowly until I saw a tail. Looks like a Mamba! so I slowly continue until I see a glimpse of a narrow hood. So far, so good.
Then suddenly the snake shot out at me, and my first thought is Mozam! It was certainly a cobra and in the rush I could only think of a Mozam. I had glasses on to start with so no worries. I bagged the snake quickly and took it home for a good look.
When I opened the bag I immediately saw that this was no spitter. The large rostal gave it away. It was a young Anchietas Cobra. Pretty awesome as I had never seen a wild one.
Then came the tricky bit...taking pics. I usually tire snakes out in a shady spot until most of the aggression is gone and take picks in the sun once they're calm and still cool. I followed the same plan again this time. Here are some poor pics of it acting up while I am p!ssing it off.


After it started to calm, I was ready to get some good pics so I moved it to a more natural setting, but now she was too tired, but still made for okay pics.

See the enlarged rostral.

Next I tried messing with her a bit to get pics of the hood, but alas, she had other plans. Not the hooded pics I was hoping for, but still a nice observation nevertheless. Could make any Rinkhals jealous!


Tried getting her agro again by tapping her tail, but the more I tapped, the wider her mouth got, haha.

Watch for the sharp end!

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