One month after Woodstock, a commercial trapper took over fifty snappers out of Max Yasgur's farm pond. That had been filled with hundreds of drunken/stoned revelers a month before, with no reported bites.
The best defense against snapping turtles is apparently to be bombed out of your mind and naked.
OTOH, they have 7 different flavors of meat in them. And like Star Wars' Ton-Tons, they smell worse on the inside when you cut them open.
