I went to an arachnid convention in Texas in 2007. Or, more correctly, one of my bug geek friends drove three hundred miles out of his way to come get me, and drag my hermit ass to a convention in Texas.
On one of the field trips, I found this mature male Aphonopelma hentzi. Poor old guy was on his last legs, but he found enough energy to rear up and give me a half hearted threat pose.
My friend tickled this juvenile A. hentzi out of its burrow with a piece of grass. Cute little thing; and hungry. We popped a grasshopper down the hole in appreciation for the spider letting us get a few camera shots.
On one of the field trips, I found this mature male Aphonopelma hentzi. Poor old guy was on his last legs, but he found enough energy to rear up and give me a half hearted threat pose.
My friend tickled this juvenile A. hentzi out of its burrow with a piece of grass. Cute little thing; and hungry. We popped a grasshopper down the hole in appreciation for the spider letting us get a few camera shots.