This post reminds me of the time I nearly caught one in the ankle as a kid. I stepped with my right foot near a rock that had a shelf that made a nice shady spot under the rock in preparation for swinging my left leg up on the rock to get on top. I looked down and my right foot was 2 fucking inches from a rattler whose body was bigger around than my shoe who was hanging out under that rock. I jumped up on the rock, swung back around and threw a rock at it and it rattled. Then I gtfo. 2" from getting bit. Fuck me.
Same place I hopped over some water (large tank) to a small island about 8 feet in diameter and a moccasin dropped into the water on the opposite side.
Same place a coral snake crossed my path, but they aren't scary unless they're in a spot where they can get fingers or toes.