>We walked along the path, enjoying the day, until we came upon an 8 >footer, head towards the path, about a foot from the edge of the path. >Kind of a cool day, and the gator looked sleepy, and Miz Anne didn't bat >an eye, so I sauntered my yankee fanny right on by, without incident. >Apparently Miz Anne was thinking she could probably outrun me... and she >would have been right! > >The topper to that was running into a pair of ?German? tourists (I'm no >good with accents, but definitely N Central Europe) who asked if they >might *pet* the alligators. "Not a good idea" Miz Anne and I >choroused. Seems their ideas of alligator biology were drawn solely from >PBS specials (they must not have been paying attention), and cartoons. >They did blink a bit when I gave them the clamping jaw force of a small >gator in kg/cm*2. > >Come to think of it, Miz Anne and I should have waited for the German >tourists... neither of us would have been in a bit of danger then! ;-) > >Kay (who'd like to go back, but not without snake-proof leggings) > >(PS Cheryl... Anne showed me the yarn... to die for! (or is it > to dye for?)) You are a brave pair. I understand gators can run pretty darn fast. I'm surprised there are no warning signs for the uninitiated. The yarn is to dye for, of course. Glad you liked it. Dyed a gorgeous color today, if I do have to say so myself: rich browns, black, maroon, hunter green and gold. Cheryl Schaefer schaefer @epix.net Zone 5 in the fabulous Finger Lakes of NY