[Triceratops]

One would have thought that a paleontologist with a keen eye for detail would have seen the sidewinder nearly under his boot, but it seemed that Davis Salinger had to watch both of their footfalls.
“Mind your step, man!” trumpeted Davis. “Serpent!”
Andrew Besser made a small kangaroo hop over the snake, to land with a thud, rattling his backpack and dropping his pick hammer. He recovered the pick hammer and stuffed it in his waistband. “Crotalus cerastes,” said Andrew breathily. “Nasty little bugger. Good eye, professor. I’m afraid I had my eye on these sandy washes and cuts. These small canyon arroyos that wash down into the reservoir are where we have to look. I covered the entrance with some scrub and tumbleweed. Only problem is, this part of Diamond Valley all looks the same. But I know it’s on this incline about 50 feet up from the reservoir. There’s nothing up further on the hard pan flat.”