After leaving Laura, we headed north to meet up with a friend in Weipa who’d offered to take us out in her boat that night to look for little file snakes (Acrochordus granulatus). We headed to a caravan park to set up camp, and unloaded the vehicle. As I stood up on the side-step to reach some gear on the roof, I felt a strange, soggy sensation underfoot from what should have been a very solid lump of metal. Looking more closely at the sidestep, I realised that the road corrugations had vibrated it to the point of cracking. As it was hanging on by just a figurative thread, I decided to rip it off and be done with it.
We continued poking around some local bushland while waiting for it to get dark enough to look for the file snakes.
Just before dusk, we launched the boat and headed out to a particular section of the bay in which my friend had seen lots of file snakes. It didn’t take long before we saw the first one swimming at the water’s surface, and over the course of the night we ended up seeing about ten of them.
After we’d returned to shore, we continued looking around from some snakes of a more terrestrial persuasion.