This is my big brother Mark. He and his wife Dot winter in Florida near lake Okeechobee. While we were there visiting my brother took us out in his fishing boat on the adventure of a lifetime. We took this little boat into a waterway where we came face to face with alligators in the wild. One was as long as our boat. In one of my photos you can see the front of the boat, we were within ten feet of this monster and my heart was beating 100 miles an hour. This was the highlight of our trip and a memory that Steve and I will carry with us forever.
This is my Steve with Mark's fishing boat.
This is a photo of the biggest alligator.
He was about the same length as our boat and he was by far the widest one we saw too.
This photo and the one following this one shows just how close we got. The white blur is the nose of our boat.
Just another day in Gatorville. What surprised Steve and I the most, was when we returned to Mark's house and told our story. To us this was HIGH ADVENTURE but to the folks that live in this area, it was just another day is Florida.
The scenery was beautiful
and the wildlife incredible.
We sure don't see this in our home
state of Washington.
We ended our adventure with a trip
to the local grocery store to purchase
some gator meat.
"When in Rome"
Well, when in Florida you must give it a try, right?
It does not taste like chicken,
but it does taste like pork.
The dark meat on this platter is the gator and the lighter colored is local crappy.
I can see why my brother loves this country. It has a captivating beauty.
It also has an extraordinary danger. Especially in the Lake Okeechobee area.
It is not a place for hiking or midnight strolls (at lease not for this girl).