![]() ![]() According to South Africa’s Kruger National Park, a human can only be killed by two drops of potent black mamba venom. The most common prey for racers is small mammals and reptiles such as Lava Lizards, Grasshoppers, Geckos, and even baby Marine iguanas. There are only a few venomous racer snakes on Galapagos, which are constrictors. ![]() The racer snake’s diet of iguanas helps to keep the population of iguanas in check, which is important for the health of the ecosystem. They are able to kill an iguana by constricting it with their body and then biting it on the neck. Racer snakes are able to eat iguanas due to their long, slender bodies and sharp teeth. They are a popular food source for many animals, including racer snakes. Iguanas are a type of lizard found in the tropical regions of the Americas. They are known for their speed and agility, and for their ability to eat iguanas. They are coming for you, too.Racer snakes are a type of colubrid snake found in North and Central America. And you need to watch out for racer snakes. It’s terrifying, I’m going to have nightmares. What kind of a life is that, and what’s the point? Birth, a few seconds of blind terror being chased by snakes (how do they know to run?), caught, crushed, pushed headfirst into a scaly mouth. The first makes it, miraculously, but this one isn’t so lucky, he disappears in a mass of writhing coils. It’s a terrifying dash with death coming in from all sides. These snakes are fast, and hungry, and they want baby iguana for breakfast.Īctually, the iguana can outrun a racer, but there are others lying in wait, behind rocks, emerging from caves, dozens and dozens of them. What’s it going to be? From the side of the frame, something else appears, and keeps on appearing … snake! No likey, no lighty! Then another, and another – racer snakes, and it soon becomes apparent how they got their name. In this, it happens on the island of Fernandina (isn’t that the one they use on Take Me Out?) A marine iguana hatchling emerges from the sand and sets off on the journey to join the adults at the edge of the sea. The base-jumping goslings in Life Story a while back, for example. It’s all beautiful, but there is nearly always one standout O-M-effing-G did-you-see? scene in these Attenborough shows. And the heroic chinstrap penguins, diving through massive waves, getting pummelled to pieces on the rocks, scaling huge cliffs, battling killer skuas, to get food to their starving babies. ![]() And the agony of an albatross waiting for his lady albatross to show up while all the other couples have rehooked up and are busy getting down to business. Not just the lonesome sloth, but a tragic fairy tern incubating an egg that will never hatch because it has been smashed and half-eaten by another bird. With a bit of emotional manipulation thrown in to humanise it all. It’s basically saying that here’s some cool stuff that happens on islands, filmed incredibly. You know what, it doesn’t really matter if there isn’t much point, or an awful lot connecting it all together, and you don’t learn much. Hang on, what’s the point, again? Islands – they are microcosms their struggles reflect the bigger, world challenges their size affects the fate of their inhabitants on big ones, life can evolve, on some smaller ones, certain species can thrive because of the lack of predators, is that right … And Zavodovski Island for lots and lots of chinstrap penguins, and Christmas Island for lots and lots and lots of crabs … And Madagascar for lemurs, who like to move it, move it. To Komodo, for dragons obviously, who like to dribble and fight. You can’t hurry love … until someone invents a sloth hook-up app, claw right. Clawing unhurriedly at the water with 12 long, curved toenails doesn’t provide much forward thrust. That’s just showing off, isn’t it? It is also beautiful, in a forlorn kind of way. And here are some of those even closer new ways of doing things, because now I’m in the lagoon too, underwater, watching the swimming lonely sloth from below, against the sunlight, in ultra-high definition. We follow him, slowly, of course, down from his tree and into the water, then swimming across the lagoon. Except for this poor chap who can’t find a mate. Escudo is Love Island for pygmy three-toed sloths. It’s OK, I checked on a well-known desktop mapping service, wrong side (of Panama). Oh Jesus, isn’t Celebrity Island with Bear Grylls filmed around here? Imagine if the last sloth in the world was clubbed to death by Ollie from Made in Chelsea, then eaten by a bunch of washed-up reality TV stars and comedians? So to Isla Escudo de Veraguas off the coast of Panama, home (the only one) to pygmy three-toed sloths. ![]()
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