Reminds me of taking some relatives from Europe on an Everglades airboat tour a few years ago. It was a cool cloudy day in winter and I told them there was no chance they'd see a gator, but to my complete surprise halfway through there was one in plain view off to the side. I couldn't believe it.
The boat turned and I looked back -- the fan blades were whipping up the water by the gator, which revealed the chain they had around his back legs to keep him anchored.
Seemed very sad to me at the time.