Ah... I'm going through the same thing now. My old hunting grounds by the old train tracts are virtually barren and impassible since they drained the swamp and built a water resource management center on it... which is highly ironic... to be fair the swamp was so polluted that the water resembled neon posted notes but the snakes apparently didn't mind as it was infested with garters and ribbons.

All I found was a brown field mouse under a car door... oh and the realization that I couldn't get back up the embankment I climbed down from and had to choose between squeezing through a small opening in a gate and climbing over a barbed wire fence... I took the snake approach.