"That's a paddlin'!"
He paddled and paddled and got away. See ya later alligator. Or maybe not. Poor gator was caught and killed. I'm not sure what Storey meant by "like up on a plane surging." Maybe a Georgia FReeper can give an interpretation.
Going so fast it got on plane, like a boat gets on plane.
If you scratch its tummy they like that.
I remember around 1995, a Black preacher was fishing in the Okefenokee Swamp. A giant gator began swimming at him. The 14 foot gator was gaining on him as he ran the motor in reverse.
In desperation, he put it in forward and managed to zoom by it.
State wildlife officers later killed it.
See ya later alligator. After while crocodile.
Not so soon Mr. Raccoon.
You should have included the Atlanta Georgia in your article. It is at the beginning of the article.
When I lived in South Florida, not far from the Glades, gators would turn up frequently near the pool. One day, I saw one in the pool. So I called the police, and they brought someone over to remove it and release it back into the swamp. Usually the worst thing a gator will do is eat your cat. Not a good idea to leave cats out at night.
Golfers had to keep an eye out for gators too.
Reminds me of the old joke:
A guy was telling a friend about being chased by a bear
He said I ran as fast as I could, stopped suddenly and when the bear slid by I’d reverse and run the other way
After three or four times like that the bear just gave up and left
His friend said if that was me I’d a been $hitting my pants
The guy says what do you think the bear was sliding on
360 lbs isn’t massive. Hillary prolly weighs that much.
I give you now Professor Twist,
A conscientious scientist,
Trustees exclaimed, “He never bungles!”
And sent him off to distant jungles.
Camped on a tropic riverside,
One day he missed his loving bride.
She had, the guide informed him later,
Been eaten by an alligator.
Professor Twist could not but smile.
“You mean,” he said, “a crocodile.”
One of my earliest memories was of Daddy killing an alligator in Otter Pond. This was in Walton County, FL.
I would guess around 6 feet. Daddy shot him with a WWII souvenir Luger, Only one shot.
To the “city kitties” & “presstitutes”, an OVER 1500 pound gator is a BIG gator. = The one chasing the kayak was a “middle schooler” at most.
According to the Wardens of the TPWD, the gators that are MOST LIKELY to attack & BITE people are “the little fellows” from 4-7 feet long, as they are often VERY aggressive & also LIGHTENING FAST at that size.
Btw, “BIG AL” the mascot of LONE STAR STEEL COMPANY of Morris County, Texas was 19 feet long & weighed well over a TON.
(He ate so much fish per week that LSS hired two men to catch his food & feed him.)
When BIG AL died of old age about 4 decades ago, he had the largest funeral that anyone in NE Texas had ever seen. = Over 20 HS bands, the ETSU Band & the Texas A&M “Aggie” Band played at his “last rites”.
The KILGORE RANGERETTES & the Tyler Jr. College APACHE BELLES performed at the pre-funeral activities.
The funeral procession was over 10 miles long, including DPS Trooper cars, numerous city/county police cars & firetrucks.
THE ROSS VOLUNTEERS of Texas A&M was “the official escort”/honorary pallbearers to his final resting place.
To quote my uncle, who was invited to attend, as the “official US Navy’s WWII representative” from our county, “It was ONE H of a PARTY.”
(The one thing that we wild & rebellious Texicans all know how to do well is, “throw a party”. —— CHUCKLE.)
yours, satx
Hard to find sympathy for someone who goes night fishing in a kayak in a gator area.
Good story, though.
Unless you were the gator - who got killed for doing what Mother Nature told him to do.
This fellow should write his memoirs entitled “Up The Creek With A Paddle.”
I like peaceful fishing, sitting on the bank relaxing, communing with Nature.
“fighting off alligators” fishing is for the young...
"That's a paddlin'!"
I once had a 7-8 foot ‘gator go after a 2-pound Bass I’d hooked in a Hilton Head Island park pond, fishing from the bank. It would have been comical had there been anyone watching me backpedal away from the water’s edge! As I slid the fish out of the water the ‘gator chomped down on it, turned and disappeared. The hook must have come loose just at that time, because the line went slack and there was the hook and soft plastic lure I used.