College roomie Thunder and his better half, Lightnin', have been here all week eating indigenous Florida foods and exploring the local turf.
Up until yesterday, their search for gators had come up empty. I was feeling deficient as a host due to this absence of alligators, so I called them from work yesterday and told them to be ready around 4:00 pm. I would take them to gators ... guaranteed.
They were ready at the appointed time and after a quick change from work clothes to gator whispering clothes, we were off.
A few minutes of bumpy JEEP riding and we were staring at baby gators sunning and swimming under a beautiful blue sky.
After the baby gators, they were pretty stoked, but I knew we could find some bigger ones at another spot so we headed deeper into the woods.
At the second place, we hiked out to a hidden gator hole that never fails to hold a collection of gators. Sure enough, they had gotten the message and were posing like runway models.
Thunder and Lightnin' were restoked.
This gator was especially cooperative. I love his posture.
After the gator hole, we continued on and encountered a lovely cottonmouth crossing the road. We stopped to photograph it which turned out to be serpentendipitous for the moccasin, as a pickup truck with a bubbaesque couple in the cab and a huge pitbull in the back pulled up behind us.
I was standing in the road to take the photo above, so I pointed to the snake and waved them on. I got "the look", but they pulled over some and continued down the road.
We stayed long enough to admire the snake some more and watch it slip gracefully back into the grass.
Then, with two completely stoked visitors in my JEEP, we slid on down the road thinking, well, that was the icing on the cake ... surely our dance ticket is full now.
But no ...
... none of us could have expected an encounter with an attackadillo.
WARNING: PUT YOUR COFFEE DOWN BEFORE WATCHING THIS MOVIE. I WILL NOT BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR RUINED KEYBOARDS.