And Then There Were the Reptiles

Wanna know the No. 1 question I’ve been asked about my trip to Florida?

“Did you see any alligators?”

 Why, yes, yes I did.

Although they are not nearly as photogenic as my feathered friends, I found Florida’s reptiles equally fascinating. I suppose the simple reason for that is because native reptiles are few and far between in my neck of the woods.

We do have snakes in Canada. And I saw a snake or two in Florida, which I found somewhat interesting.

But we don’t have geckos, which I found adorable.

And we don’t have iguanas, which I found mesmerizing.

And we certainly don’t have alligators. (In case you can’t tell, all the floating logs in this photo aren’t. Logs, I mean.)

Here’s what one of those logs looks like up close.

What I really don’t get is why people would want to canoe right up to one of those floating logs.

I suppose it’s no different than me sleeping in a tent in the middle of the Rockies knowing full well that bears tend to wander around campsites just before dawn.

Sleeping with bears? Canoeing with alligators?

Bears? Alligators?

I’ll take my chances with the bears, thank you.