The first animal that I saw in the Shencottah Gap (way back in 2008) was a young python trying to cross the NH-208 highway. A bad decision, because this highway is one of the major routes taken by the 50 million+ pilgrims who visit the Sabarimala shrine every year. The python was mowed down by a minibus – yet another roadkill victim. We couldnt stop due to the heavy traffic, but looking in the rearview mirror, I could see it writhing on the road with its back broken. That is the fate of a lot of snakes…
Fortunately, the next python that I saw was under much nicer circumstances: it was lying across the path we were walking on, sunning itself on a cool morning. It was bulging – maybe it had eaten one of the mouse deer that came to eat fallen figs from the ficus tree nearby:
We stepped over the python gingerly, watching its head in case it decided to swing around and take a bite:
Of course, it had no such intention and just slowly climbed up a tree.
A much more common, almost everyday sight is that of pit vipers – Malabar and hump-nosed.
During the monsoons, especially, you can walk past one of these every 10 minutes or so. Their camouflage is so good that you sometimes step on them without realizing.
If you do step on one, you better be a quick jumper, because their bite can get you into some trouble (though not as much as their bigger cousins)!
These guys come in a fascinating range of colours as well.
The hill keelback is pretty common too (see also here):
More rarely, you see snakes such as the large-eyed brozebacked tree snake. A relative of the infamous ‘komberimookan‘ (common bronzebacked tree snake) – which is supposed to be a sadistic snake that pokes out your eyes, but of course is harmless…
… and the fascinating worm-eating shield-tails, which show up during the monsoons:
My most spectacular snake sighting ever is sadly one that I dont have a photograph of. One night, I was driving up to my field station (trying to keep a low profile to avoid the poochandi who haunted the hairpin bends). As I turned on one of the hairpin bends and started accelerating, I saw some kind of a gigantic black creature on the road ahead of me. I slammed on the brakes, and in the headlights through the mist I saw a huge king cobra – eating a monitor lizard.
I had often seen this particular monitor in that area, sunning himself, and I knew it was not a small one – at least 1m from end to end. In fact, I had even named him ‘Kandasamy’ and begun to say hello to him each time I passed by. The snake was about 3 times that length, as far as I could judge, and it was a beautiful specimen. Slowly, its jaws ‘walked’ along the monitors body until the tip of the tail finally disappeared into the snakes mouth. It lay there for a couple of minutes, before slowly moving into the ditch by the road. I zoomed away to the field station, grabbed my camera and came straight back, but sadly, the king cobra had moved on. Here is one that was caught in someone’s house, just down the hill a year later by famed snake catcher Vava Suresh: