When we relocated from New England 18 years ago, I was terrified that a ferocious alligator or deadly swamp snake would claim my son Nathan.
He grew up loving snakes, frogs, and above all ALLIGATORS! I didn't ask questions when he and his friends would return from a hot, sweaty camp out in Santee. Some things a mother is just more comfortable not knowing about. He returned recently after a weekend in a tent, and since he is now over 18 - he certainly doesn't need Mommas permission when he wants to hang w/the guys. I simply kept quiet.
Then I saw this posted in the newspaper...my son is now attending college in Cali and is facing creatures of a different sort these days, but I couldn't help but smile thinking about how he would have LOVED to have been in on this adventure. South Carolina is still teeming with all the excitement that nature has to offer.
It's what I count on to bring him home when he finishes his education.
After an entire day of patrolling, tracking, wrestling and shooting, some men from Elloree are still running on adrenaline after killing a 13.5-foot alligator at Stumphole Landing in the first days of South Carolina's first gator hunt since the 1960s.