That's not what happened AndyF! Well, not exactly anyway.
I was lowering you off and that snake starting buzzing well before you hit the ground. It was a damn big one too--I could see part of it in the crevice under the climb and it looked about three inches thick. That was probably the biggest one I'd ever seen. I could also see it was trying to get back underground. You were pretty eager to resume your descent but I wasn't about to lower you any further until we had some kind of plan.
I recall that you jumped out, I paid out a ton of slack and you landed on your feet a good ways out from our new friend. That was a pretty impressive manuever!
You were flapping pretty hard at that point (which was quite amusing given your normally chill demeanor).
At the time, it was my opinion that you were not in range and between the relief and the uncontrollable desire to laugh (and perhaps to have a little fun), I didn't give you any more slack for a bit. I remember the other guy and I (and you) thought that whole thing was pretty damn amusing.
As for the Tieton, I can't tell you the number of times those goddam locusts have given me a good start.
I've had more problems with the snakes while bouldering--including the time my dog saved my ass. I had started up something that I was pretty sure to come flying off of (at the Cozy's wall) and by pure luck noticed he was giving a spot ten feet away from my landing a good hard look. Then he looks at me with this 'what the hell are you doing?' look. So I stepped off to see WTF was going on and here comes this rattler along the base of Cozy's wall through the grass and its in the middle of molting.
As some of you may know, they really can't see very well (or rattle) when they shed, and thus are quite testy and very dangerous (notwithstanding their normally passive nature). So I'm pretty glad I didn't end up landing right on that snake.
Ever since then I always give a good look down at either of those walls if I know I'm coming off.
There was also the time I startled one on that narrow, eroded section of trail on the mud cliff to the left of the moon rocks bridge. I used to carry a five foot wood pole for brushing and was damn glad I had it in hand.
As for the Cave, I've been there in April on cold day with bunches (dozens) of them just lying about everywhere, but they were in such a torpor that they pretty much ignore everything. My partner kept picking them up and they really didn't seem to care. I remember sitting next to one coiled up and it watched me and I watched it and that was it.
One nice thing about the rattlers is that you don't have the 20 dogs (or their owners) running loose around the base like at so many other crags.
I do know of a few dogs that have had to pay the price for their owner's ignorance, so I'd just warn people to be a little smarter (and don't tie Fido to a tree or he may share AndyF's fate!).
Personally, I'd rather wage war on all those goddam ticks. I've been sitting on a rock slab to the right of the Cave and seen a dozen ofthe little bastards crawling at me (the saddle to the right of the Cave is a bedding ground for Elk and Deer and is INFESTED). That would be another reason to leave Fido (especially if you are going to be sharing a tent) or better yet not go at all!