My first. Made for one long night.
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My first. Made for one long night.
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Congrats man.
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piss on china, the country and the dishes. I can stack dishes any where, instruments of death deserve a special place.
nicely done
You can grow up to be just like me....
Good job buddy!
Cool!
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Congrats!
That's 3' less gator to clean than those fellas killing the 10'ers.
Story?
"Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery elements are for wise men to contemplate and for fools to pass by without consideration" -Izaak Walton
and a lot more tender.
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Not too interesting of a story. Eased up on several that night, only to have them go down before we were within range. This guy gave us just enough time for a perfect harpoon shot. Battled him for about 10 minutes before I dropped the hammer on him.
Once again, my first gator. Got him home roughly an hour and a half later, and of all the critters I've cleaned, that is the most stinking mofo I've ever put that Spyderco in.
Last edited by Bigfoot; 09-22-2012 at 09:37 PM.
It is all fun and games, until you kill the bastard.
"Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery elements are for wise men to contemplate and for fools to pass by without consideration" -Izaak Walton
That was one of 2 lessons learned that night.
The other lesson, is that the dock at south island ferry is slick as eel shit and you will eat shit on it when jumping out of the boat wearing shoes. Then your "friends" will all point and laugh at you.
(all the other times I've been barefoot)
Wait until you try and drag 600-700 lbs of dead gator up on it, so you can hopefully roll it over into the boat.
At dawn.
After making a 7 mile run, at 2 kts.
Because the bastard was too heavy to get in the boat so you had to lash him off to the side for those 7 miles.
Fuck that shit.
No more.
Last edited by BigBrother; 09-22-2012 at 09:53 PM.
"Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery elements are for wise men to contemplate and for fools to pass by without consideration" -Izaak Walton
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