Only rattle snake I’ve seen in Indiana was a timber rattler all the way up in Valparaiso in the early summer under a cement block we used to prop the gate open with. Glad it was a baby as it tried to strike but was to short to connect when I picked it up. Called the game warden and they insinuated I wasn’t being truthful and I had an active imagination. Invited them out and he said well I’ll be I will take that with me. I flicked it out out into the weeds from the mason jar I had it in. I told him to help himself that it was only a figment of our imagination. He left it be. Didn’t make any new friends that day.