There’s really no good reason for it, but I’ve kinda always wanted to see gators.  Something about these primitive fossil creatures fascinates me.

We have just finished our cruise and are in Fort Lauderdale for a day, so we head to Everglades National Park to check the gators out.  There’s this nice long path you can bike or walk that follows a long canal where you have pretty good chances of gator sighting.

As we head out on the path, my bud tries to trick me into the bag.  I’m not having it. I win.

I mean, look at all this prime canal water teeming with gators!  I know they are there!

And they were there.  Little gators, big gators, lots of gators.

After seeing two or three, my bud had enough and he made us get back to the car.

I certainly wasn’t done gator-sighting yet so I just made him take us on a boat tour later on to see more gators.

Check this bad-boy gator out.  I wonder how stealthy they are.

That was pretty fun, checking out the gators.