After the decidedly
meh day that was Busch Gardens, we had a full day waiting ahead of us on July 6th. On tap for the morning was something completely new for us, yet completely old for Central Florida.
Gatorland was started in 1949 - well before Walt Disney even built his first theme park in California, let alone swamp land in Florida. It's still run by the family of it's founder, Owen Godwin and is dripping in what you constantly hear about as "Old Florida".
Located only about 20 minutes east of Disney World, Gatorland is 110 acres of...um...of...well, their website says "theme park and wildlife preserve...with thousands of alligators and crocodiles, a breeding marsh with boardwalk and observation tower, one-of-a-kind reptilian shows, aviary, petting zoo, swamp walk, educational programs and much, much more"
Well, there you have it. Enough yakkin'. Time for some action.
We arrived just as the park opened for the day (Hey, despite not being at Disney, Rope Drop still matters). We posed for some pictures with the giant alligator mouth which used to be the main entrance until a fire destroyed much of the welcome desk/gift shop area in 2006. It's been rebuilt, but the mouth is now just a decoration, as opposed to when it previously had an actual function.
One of things I liked the best about Gatorland is that it doesn't take itself too seriously. It's kitschy, and it knows it. Yes, it does serve a very noble purpose as a wildlife refuge and education center, but it doesn't let that define it. You'll see more as we go along.
For exaaaaaaaample:
We paid our admission (Around $25 per adult, $16 for kids and FREE parking!) walked through the gates are were met by this sight:
Well, it's Gatorland, you shouldn't be surprised to see gators. Lots of em.
More "we don't take ourselves too seriously" proof:
The first section of Gatorland is laid out as a series of elevated boardwalks over large pools. Gators of different ages & sizes inhabited the different sections of water. Other species were hanging around too, such as turtles, or "pillows" in alligator speak.
Know how some places have signs that say "No Trespassing. Violators will be prosecuted"? I actually believe this sign.
Just past the gator pools was a boardwalk of sorts. Interspersed with educational areas and other Gatorland-run booths, it appeared they had outside vendors set up shop selling things like fudge, hand squeezed lemonade, and a coffee shop. Interesting...
Along the boardwalk, we came across a flock of birds.
I used to be able to do this. Until the "incident". I don't like to talk about it.
Inside a building knows as the White Alligator Swamp, we came across four of these big fellers:
I know what you're thinking. "Holy cow! An Albino Alligator!" And as poetic as the alliteration in that phrase might be, it's also wrong. These are leucistic alligators. Albinism affects all of an animal's pigment. Leucistism only affects some of the pigmentation, thus their eyes are blue as opposed to normally red eyes of albinos. Now you know, and knowing is half the battle!
Alligator Jaws!
Chester was being a bit camera shy today, so I didn't get a good picture of him. We could see him, lurking just under the water's surface. At 13 1/2 feet long and 1,000 pounds,
he is the reason that if I hit a golf ball into a water hazard in Florida, it stays there. This guy is
massive.
Along about now, we headed over to the Gator Wrestling ring for the 'Rasslin show.
The ring is a sandy island surrounded by a moat with 4 or 5 alligators in it. Covered bleachers extend up on all 4 sides. The show is fully of comedy and puns, but also informative. The two hosts explained the origin of the term "Florida Cracker" came from Florida's cattle ranching past. Cowboys would use bullwhips to make a loud
crack sound to keep the heard moving during cattle drives. Also on these cattle drives, cows would stop to take a drink at streams or ponds, where hungry alligators would jump up and eat them. Clearly, if alligators were eating your cattle, you couldn't sell said cattle and your business would fail. So ranch owners would have their ranch hands jump into the water before the cows, grab the gators by the tail, and pull them out so the cattle could drink. And thus, Gator Rasslin was invented. Or so the story goes.
So one of the hosts did just that. The reached into the moat, grabbed a gator by the tail, and dragged it up into the show ring. They then gave a quick biology overview of the animals, including the heavy, whip-like tail and the powerful jaws. One host asked, by a show of the audiences' hands, what we thought the most dangerous part of a gator was - the teeth or the tail. The results were split pretty evenly. Until the gentleman on the gator's back mentioned - that yes, the tail is a very effective weapon. But look at where exactly I'm paying attention to. Point taken, sir. Point well taken.
The then demonstrated several things about the animal's powerful jaws. For example, almost all of the muscles in the jaw are designed to clamp shut. They have very few muscles that are used to open their jaws, thus it takes very little effort to hold one's mouth closed.
They then went on to describe a debate that had raged in the scientific community regarding which jaw actually opened - the top or the bottom. Well, he went on, the professionals here a Gatorland came up with a way to demonstrate, once and for all, that it was the bottom jaw that opened. And that was to hold the top jaw steady and see what happened.
Brilliant. Just brilliant.
They then went on to dispel the myth that you can outrun an alligator by zig-zagging. Alligators are built strong and low to the ground, so they can zig-zag better than any human. (Just trip the person running next to you and you'll be fine.) You can, however, get one to fall asleep by rolling it over onto it's back. Yup, you heard me. If a gator is chasing you, flip it over and within a few seconds, it's nighty-night gator.
And if you think that's weird, you should see how they wake them up. Just a little tickle down in it's nether regions and he'll wake right up and roll back over. You just can't make this stuff up, folks.
And with that, the Rasslin show was over. And people that bought the extra add on ticket that allowed them to get their picture Rasslin a gator were invited to come on down and line up. Are these people serious? Voluntarily getting into an enclosed ring with live alligators? And then sitting on one? Are you nuts?
Yes, yes we are.
And no, neither kid had any hesitation about running in there and jumping on the back of that gator. They make their daddy so proud!
Coming Up Next You think the guys getting into a semi-controlled ring with 6 foot gators were dumb? Wait till you get a load of these guys...