Sunday my daughter Misty and I went looking for some bream. She loves to watch a cork go down. We hit Orange Grove for a while and were catching enough to keep it interesting but decided to ride over to the 70 Mile Canal on the way back. On the way there using Antil Canal to get back to the Intracoastal Canal we ran into many loose floating lilies that were being pushed from the Intracoastal into Antil Canal by the wind. While zigzagging through the mess we saw a small gator of about 5 or 6 feet who went under like they do when a boat approaches. I seen this thousands of times and with a lot larger gators. Evidently this one didn't dive deep enough or away from the boat and as we crossed near where he dove, we hit him. Well it didn't sound like much of a hit, more like a soft bump, but it spun the bushing in the prop. We pull up to a fairly dry spot on the bank and I changed out the wheel. It sure was nice knowing that I had a spare prop and the tools to do the job. We decided to call it a day as it was getting late and also called it a successful day. We ended up with enough fish for all of us that wanted some had some to eat and more. It was a great day being out with Misty and she sent me a text later that evening with thanks for the great day and wants to do a monthly trip. I agreed. Sorry no pictures, but a great day for both of us.
"gene"
