The Ol' Swimmin' Hole, Florida Style
Hi, Everyone! Yep, I'm back with the next post in my series about alligators. Figured we'd have a few laughs this week . . . or gasps, depending on your point of view. Here are a couple of "Only In Florida" photos. Yes, I know American alligators range much farther north/northwest than Florida, but something tells me, most, if not all of these pictures were taken down here. Enjoy!
You'd probably expect to see alligators like this when you visit the Sunshine State.
Or even like this, just hangin' out on the river.
(Photo by Doug Little)
Speed Bumps: We do them differently here.
If you live in Florida, you have to be prepared for the unexpected traffic hazard.
Like the occasional sunbathing alligator, soaking up rays from above, and heat from the pavement.
(Hint: I'd drive around this one, if I were you.)
And I'd also swing wide around this mama and her babies, or as we call 'em,
And honestly, you might want to take up another sport.
One hardly ever sees gators on a basketball court.
Mostly, I'd advise yielding the right of way to alligators pretty much all the time.
Like Here . . .
And definitely here . . .
And even HERE. (Yes, I know it's your driveway, but do you really want to argue with him?)
Just be very careful when the doorbell rings!
"Ding-dong. Avon calling. Honest."
"Open the door, I said!"
"Be that way, then. I'll just wait right here, shall I? You've got to open the door some time."
"In the meantime, don't think any other salespeople are getting by me!"
"Wait! What if I go around back? There's got to be another way in."
"Rats. This isn't working. Guess I'll just try the neighbors."
"Well, heck. Neighbors didn't answer the door, either. Might as well head back to the pond,
and see if the anyone else has a better idea."
And it looks like they did!
Okay, folks. That's about as much silliness as any of us needs for one afternoon.
Next week, those precious little alligator babies I talked about last time, and lots of good gator trivia of a more serious nature.
Until then, keep on looking up, but now and then, look down, too. You never know what might be at your feet.
I'm just sayin' . . .
Those pictures are amazing. Scary to think how they can just show up anywhere.
And the road crossing with the little ones trailing behind reminded me of ducklings (the kind of road crossings we see in the north). I think I'll take ducks and geese over gators!
Haha, if you see the caption under the picture of the mama gator, you'll see that's what we call 'em down here. Florida ducklings. Mamas and babies, and single gators, crossing from pond to pond are seen fairly often, but honestly, gators climbing up doorways make the news. Even here. It is NOT something I've ever seen in all my years, and all the many, many alligators I've seen over my life. (Hundreds upon hundreds.) I'd love to know what they were doing. Possibly, it's as simple as finding a house in the way from Point A to Point B, and looking for a way over it. That happens with turtles heading to lay their eggs. But I don't really know. I just know it's NOT something seen very often.
Crossing golf courses, more so, since they always have a pond or two, and any pond in Florida has a resident gator or two, as well. But the Avon calling thing, pretty rare. And strange.