Creole gator stew for dinner!
Or not.
I think you should get some sort of prize for this series. LOL
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AWE, even got a baby in there. 
Do you think the meat on that gator might he startin to turn?
Could not have smelled very good.
That’s clever!!!
Some things I don’t need to travel far to find. This one is Señorita Burrito Picante y Donkeyxote de la Muncher at one year old—a pet for the horse.
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It was pretty funny. It looked so real (except for floating so high, and of course where I was) that I did a bit of a double take before realizing that it was an inflatable toy.
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Brodie: “where I was” is not necessarily a reliable exclusion for the reality of a live gator. Only a few years ago we had not one, but two, incidents of sizable AWOL gators in the streets of the city of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania (both were escaped pets). It took a couple of weeks for repeated sightings of the larger one before it was successfully recovered. It was clear to me from the series of sightings that he was headed for the Monongahela River, the waterway in which I am most often apt to paddle. I admit I was a little wistful when they finally caught him – I have seen some wild things along the Mon from my kayaks but having a 4’ gator float by would have been a high point.
In checking dates for that “gator summer” I found this article from our local indie paper that mentions several gator elopements I was not even aware of. (the Southside Riverfront Park they mention is the major public boat launch area that I use at least once a month all season).
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With those handles next to the head, it looks like an inflatable toy that gets towed behind a motorboat, no?
I don’t think so, it wasn’t big enough or sturdy enough for that, and had no tow point. Looks like a kids’ inflatable pool toy to me.
The look you give after minutes after telling your stern man to “bomb the rapids”, in an aluminum canoe borrowed from another friend, in the middle of the wilderness.
Yeah! That’s how its done. There’s a fine line between pushing your limits and doing something stupid. Its called surviving. We recovered, the canoes didn’t and we ran out of money.
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Yeah we had to buy our friend a canoe after that trip. I was the stern and rarely backed down from a dare especially if it looked like fun.
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I got this experimental rig from a hobbyist tinkerer several years ago via a Craigslist post here in the Pittsburgh, PA, area. The notion was to strap those two 12’ spar varnished beams with their custom closed cell foam cradles across the decks of a pair of touring kayaks then clamp the black carbon fiber frame (a retired component from the OR of a hospital where the tinkerer worked) in the middle between the two beams and slip the 14’ mast with a 100 square foot sail and hinged boom over the tall pin bolted to the frame, which also has a massive rudder attached with a steering rod.
I gather that the inventor tested it with his buddy just once on a local pond and found the massive sail strapped to the jury-rigged catamaran was a rather scary ride (which was why he had made the pair of plywood lee boards and was trying to figure out how to add them to the contraption.)
I foolishly thought I might figure something else to do with it but it has languished in my basement ever since and now that I am moving I don’t feel like adding to the stuff in the new garage by relocating it there. Before I cut it up to salvage some of the materials, I wondered if anybody within spitting distance of me might have a use (or a death wish) to fool around with this monstrosity or dismantle for the nice marine grade fittings he used for it. Could be used to make a pretty cool raft and play Huckleberry Finn…
Edit: the 14’ mast would make a splendid Festivus pole. Aha, how about a Festivus raft?
