Swamp Crack.

While in Louisiana, Steve and I went on an airboat ride through the swamps in search of gators. Little did we know, we came at the perfect time, because the day we went was the day before alligator hunting season started. Which means the gator were plentiful!

Can't say that we have this in California....

Notice the lack of insects buzzing around? We expected there to be bugs everywhere, but we only saw dragonflies.

Billy keeping his distance.

Nom nom nom.

Whenever someone found a gator (usually Steve), our tour guide would stop the airboat and pull up right next to it so we could get a closer look.

[SOMEONE IN THE BOAT]: "What are you throwing at them?"

[GUIDE]: "Marshmallows."

[SOMEONE]: "......Marshmallows?"

[GUIDE]: " Yeah. Everything in the swamp eats marshmallows. That's why we call it swamp crack."