i used to work in the undeveloped coast south, like wetlands/low country type places. black racers, copperheads, etc. in those days, as a major "smoke weed er'reday" type of guy, i found the copperhead stalking style of laying still, in wait with their head elevated to ambush-strike at foolish/inattentive passersby as "rude". i always saw them up ahead somehow, so they never got me, but seeing them up there waiting gave me feelings. campin' MFs.
i like snakes ok and think they are cool, but something weird and unknowable inside gives me the heebie jeebies when i see one swimming. i could be 20' away, in a car, and i still i feel like i'm in the water with them and can't get away lol.
i live way up north now so i don't see that kinda thing much anymore haha.