Way to go on that catch of the turtle, brother!
When I was a young boy, my friends and I would go to the hiking trail park where there were hundreds of snakes, turtles, frogs, toads, mantises and more.
Some of the snappers got as big as truck tires. Ridiculous. They could bite an entire hand off ya.
These days it's not quite as populated with wildlife but it's still nice to go there and look around, and under logs.
One time I found a large painted turtle on the wrong side of a barbed-wire fence, had forced its way under somehow. Well, I climbed over to the other side and lifted the fence from the bottom and slid the turtle back under. I hopped back over and then walked it down to the river and it quickly dove in and was gone from sight.
Very good memories, thanks for sharing. It seems that many places are just not what they used to be.