I drove back into one of the coves on the north end of the lake tonight. I noticed that the water level was about 4 ft lower and alot of roots and rocks were exposed. I caught some bluegills, baited up and let fly. As Im sitting there, I noticed that the shoreline was covered in crankbaits, buzzbaits and plastic worms. Up on shore where the high water mark was, there is all kinds of line and lures snarled up. I start collecting a few at first, but after a while I have like 7 crankbaits, and about half a dozen other lures. As Im walking, I see a mesquite tree with line hanging down and I spy a shad rap stuck deep inside the tree. So now, Im getting greedy not thinking and I kneel down to reach inside to unhook the lure close to the ground in 8 inches of dead grass when all of the sudden I realize there is the biggest diamondback Ive EVER seen right underneath me. It starts to buzz and suddenly I see its head recoil back about 6 inches from where my hands are. Now that it can see me it gets even more pissed off and even louder. I say to myself, action beats reaction and I dive backwards as fast as I can in what must have been the most ungraceful movement in the history of mankind. I landed on my butt skidding backwards filling my crack full of sand. I sit there for a moment, realizing how lucky I am when curiosity gets the better of me so I get a 5 ft long piece of driftwood and push back the brush. This dang snake was a big around as a baseball bat most of its length and had a head the size of a large avocado. Ive lived in arizona 30+ years and have spent a looong time in the desert seeing all kinds of rattlesnakes, but this one was easily the biggest one Ive ever seen. It didnt bite me so I let the old guy go even though I usually give rattlers the big rock treatment if they are in a camping area. Didnt catch anything the rest of the night, too busy looking around me with the flashlight.