The rather large alligator above was hanging out in the middle of the path. As we walked around him, we were about six feet from his tail.Half a mile around the lake, Lucy decided to pee her pants (i.e., completely soak them), so she was not too pleased during the last half mile back to the car. I think there's an old Native American saying about walking a mile in someone else's urine-soaked pants, isn't there? It's hard to see from the picture, but she has quite an impressive scowl on her face. This is the good stuff that memories are made of.
