""we don't have large biting things like that lurking on our stoep.""
large biting things are one of the parts of my old life, I have been bitten by a number of things - and here keeping the cotton mouth moccasins in check is one of my jobs. This video is terribly bad, but if you just take it as a night walk narration it will give a bit of a feel of the place. I did get the moccasin a couple nights latter by spotting it swimming in the pond with a flashlight. Listen to the night sounds - sometimes the bayou sounds like hippos are fighting the fish are so loud. mostly in spring when the big alligator gar are out, and masses of long nose gar, and some big redfish cruse, attacking mullet. The bayou is narrow and only knee deep and less when tides are down a bit - and that is when the big fish come in at night to hunt because it is virtually fish soup with all the prey species driven out of the marsh grasses from the lowering tide. 20 to 30 pound fish will go into foot deep water at night hunting. Amazing. Then the clapper rails, mocking birds, whippoorwills, bard and great horned and screech owls all sing wild all night during spring/early summer. Something fights in the deep marsh grasses that will make your blood curdle it sounds so wild and spooky - I guess raccoons, but we have bobcats as well.
[video=youtube;vOhIuYm1LEI]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOhIuYm1LEI[/video]
It was this sort of tedious video I made caused me to say to someone that keeping videos to 2 minutes was a good idea (after walking his nice, 10 minute long, video.) and worry he was offended - but I meant well as I had made these rambling ones and now know brevity is good.
Here is an old picture of an alligator gar on the shell point behind the house. They are fantastic to eat once you learn to clean them, and make gar cakes. best fish in the bayou. I only catch a couple a year as they are disparaging throughout their range - except here and a couple places. That is my white Lab Kate, she was the only survivor of 8 in her litter from the dreaded disease 'parvo'. It left her weak and brain damaged and is a 'special' dog still. She is my main dog of the 4, because she needs me so much, and is so loving, and helpless. She is at her constant position of laying at my feet as I type.
If I stick here - I am out at night in the woods and on the bayou all the time, walking and looking about. I have the pond this shows, and my paths, docks, chickens, veg and flower gardens and love the night - I lived in camps, from tent to my school bus, for 16 years so am at home in the night. Mostly I do not carry a light - I can move well in darkness, and the night sounds are spectacular! The frogs, chorus, gray and green tree frogs, leopard and bull frogs, narrow mouth toads, crickets, locusts, night birds, fish splashing - some hot nights it is so loud it is like being in a mad factory going full throttle as they all sing in their tens of thousands, at the top volume they can manage. And they always fall into rhythm - a massive one so well timed, and so loud, you can feel it through your body as well as hear it.
This is why I love to fish at night mostly, it all seems wild as the dark obscures all the man-made sights, and the night creatures come out and perform.
Flora, in her position on the sofa behind me where she can make sure she knows where I am and everything is good. I am not allowed to get into the truck without her, she goes everywhere. I even take her into some places I shop - everyone knows me for the truck full of dogs I always have - you will never see my truck without seeing dogs in it.
large biting things are one of the parts of my old life, I have been bitten by a number of things - and here keeping the cotton mouth moccasins in check is one of my jobs. This video is terribly bad, but if you just take it as a night walk narration it will give a bit of a feel of the place. I did get the moccasin a couple nights latter by spotting it swimming in the pond with a flashlight. Listen to the night sounds - sometimes the bayou sounds like hippos are fighting the fish are so loud. mostly in spring when the big alligator gar are out, and masses of long nose gar, and some big redfish cruse, attacking mullet. The bayou is narrow and only knee deep and less when tides are down a bit - and that is when the big fish come in at night to hunt because it is virtually fish soup with all the prey species driven out of the marsh grasses from the lowering tide. 20 to 30 pound fish will go into foot deep water at night hunting. Amazing. Then the clapper rails, mocking birds, whippoorwills, bard and great horned and screech owls all sing wild all night during spring/early summer. Something fights in the deep marsh grasses that will make your blood curdle it sounds so wild and spooky - I guess raccoons, but we have bobcats as well.
[video=youtube;vOhIuYm1LEI]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOhIuYm1LEI[/video]
It was this sort of tedious video I made caused me to say to someone that keeping videos to 2 minutes was a good idea (after walking his nice, 10 minute long, video.) and worry he was offended - but I meant well as I had made these rambling ones and now know brevity is good.
Here is an old picture of an alligator gar on the shell point behind the house. They are fantastic to eat once you learn to clean them, and make gar cakes. best fish in the bayou. I only catch a couple a year as they are disparaging throughout their range - except here and a couple places. That is my white Lab Kate, she was the only survivor of 8 in her litter from the dreaded disease 'parvo'. It left her weak and brain damaged and is a 'special' dog still. She is my main dog of the 4, because she needs me so much, and is so loving, and helpless. She is at her constant position of laying at my feet as I type.
If I stick here - I am out at night in the woods and on the bayou all the time, walking and looking about. I have the pond this shows, and my paths, docks, chickens, veg and flower gardens and love the night - I lived in camps, from tent to my school bus, for 16 years so am at home in the night. Mostly I do not carry a light - I can move well in darkness, and the night sounds are spectacular! The frogs, chorus, gray and green tree frogs, leopard and bull frogs, narrow mouth toads, crickets, locusts, night birds, fish splashing - some hot nights it is so loud it is like being in a mad factory going full throttle as they all sing in their tens of thousands, at the top volume they can manage. And they always fall into rhythm - a massive one so well timed, and so loud, you can feel it through your body as well as hear it.
This is why I love to fish at night mostly, it all seems wild as the dark obscures all the man-made sights, and the night creatures come out and perform.
Flora, in her position on the sofa behind me where she can make sure she knows where I am and everything is good. I am not allowed to get into the truck without her, she goes everywhere. I even take her into some places I shop - everyone knows me for the truck full of dogs I always have - you will never see my truck without seeing dogs in it.