I walked the front 9 of my home course this evening and came upon this scene right in front of the 8th tee box. That king snake (the black and white one) must've been really hungry to try to make a meal of the gopher snake, which wasn't more than 6 inches shorter than the king. This was very early in the process, as the gopher still had a lot of life in it.
I've been fascinated by snakes my whole life and have a lot of experience handling them, and I briefly considered separating these two because there's a very good chance the encounter ended in the death of both. It's all-or-nothing for snakes in regard to food, and if the king got the gopher three-quarters of the way down and then was unable to finish the job, it may not have been able to extricate itself. In the end, though, I reminded myself that it's not good to interfere with nature taking its course, and besides, I'd have been bitten numerous times. Not that that really hurts, as their teeth are extremely small, but its still not a lot of fun and there's a lot of hissing and carrying on. And the king, thinking it's about to get its first meal in a month or more, would've been really pissed!
If I'd had the time, I'd have grabbed a seat on one of the nearby grassy mounds and watch the whole thing play out. Now I'll always wonder about the conclusion.