As we bumped back to the winery, Francois stopped the tractor, sliding the few lug boxes of Cabernet Franc in the trailer, and he and Leon set off between the vines. I followed, “Just missed it”, he said. “What?”, I asked. “Geelslang, (Cape Cobra), a big one”. Time to leave I thought. I wonder if snakes qualify as ‘vineyard pests?’