If I hadn’t notice the open water trail he would have stayed invisible.
Just like walking through snow it’s hard not to leave some type of trail. The open water running through the duck weed gave him away.
Alligator, South Carolina.
Not A Log
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Stork With An Audience
I noticed recently there are some Wood Storks that keep off to themselves. They travel in flocks yet at least one wanders off on their own.
While watching this one I found he was not really alone. He had a shadow drifting along. The head is clear in the shot above.
I can be 100% positive the Stork knew he was there. He also knew the only thing that could happen is the Alligator might consider stealing a fish.
Alligators leave Wood Storks alone. Look at that beak.
ACE Basin, South Carolina.
A ‘Pile O Gators’ – 2
I have mentioned in an earlier article how once a day warms up all the locals come out.
Well, the day was getting warmer.
Alligators, ACE Basin, South Carolina.
Great Blue… And Friend
One of those photographs that show the ‘whole picture’ for perspective.
The reeds and grass are still high now and things get hidden in these shots.
Off to the right of the Heron is not a log. That bumpy stick is the end of a gator tail. He can see it but it only became obvious after I viewed the finished image.
A ‘Pile O Gators’
This is the type of things we spotted the other day. Typical because a cool night and warm day brings everybody out to sun bath.
Here I have a guess of maybe 7 in a pile. The smallest about 6 feet (1.8 meters), largest 11 feet (3.3 meters).
View this image large and count the tails to see how many you can find. Some are right on top of others.
They were everywhere so I have a ton (pun intended) of photos to work through.
The Alligator Hole
Something you rarely see. Not the Alligator, but his hole.
When out in marshes, especially in cool weather, you need to wonder where are the gators!
Now I know where he is.
One down, a few thousand to go.
Local Getting Needed Sun, Alligator
After a cool night the Alligators start showing up when the sun gets warm. This one must have spent the night buried in the reeds since here he just slipped out to sunlight.
They don’t move much until the sun warms them up.
He Watched For A While, Alligator
I don’t think he was comfortable with me being on the dike with him. He kept his head up, maybe ready to jump away.
I was facing the other way, Wood Storks were flying by. I checked once in a while but this was it… like a statue.
No story here except it’s an Alligator hanging with me. Which of itself is cool.
ACE Basin, South Carolina.