Gosh, that’s the longest title I’ve ever come up with, I think! But you probably want me to get right to the point, huh? Well, I was camping in a state park in central Florida (pictures here and here) and I was eager to see the wildlife. Allegedly there were bison, wild horses, and alligators (of course) in this park and I wanted to photograph them all.
In the park there was a high tower where folks could climb up to see the wildlife (the bison, the horses, the alligators). I climbed up it. I didn’t see the bison. I didn’t see an alligator. I saw a few horses a long way off. Saw a few deer. It was nice.
The next part of the story is where it gets a little dicey.
I walked into a prairie area and from a lot of rain, it was flooded, I guess. I really wanted to walk out to the middle of the prairie so I walked through knee-high water in my ankle-high boots. On the way, I saw this…
This is where I should’ve turned around. This is where a mature person would’ve turned around. This is where a dummy could’ve turned around. I kept going, always searching for the next picture. Thankfully nothing catastrophic happened but as I was returning down this same path, the gator had moved. I snapped a few more pics and then it thrashed out of sight in the blink of an eye.
I’m so dumb. That gator could’ve done almost anything and I was a sitting duck. Not even to mention the snakes that could’ve been swimming through the grassy waters.
-Out of the Wilderness
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