Well, I got Charles up from Orlando airport, bang on the dot of just-a-bit-after-11am on Tuesday.
We had a pleasant drive down to Okeechobee, getting to know each other along the way. I think my admission of being the tidy, clean-cut & polite member of the group gave him pause for thought, but he'd soon find out...
We met up with Chris, Josh, Pete & Shane at the motel on the outskirts of town & on the very edge of Lake Okeechobee. Introductions were made, hands shaken & business gotten down to.
Charles would go right out the first night with Pete, Chris & Shane & try to bag a gator, right off the bat. Things were a little more hurried than any of us would've liked but Shane, the guy providing the tags & who had to come along, had just had some major surgery due to a separated bicep & wasn't really fit for duty. He needed to be back home convalescing ASAP. Any jarring of his arm would result in total loss of use & possible amputation. Yep, THAT bad.
Whilst the guys were out on Lake Kissimmee, Josh & I would drive ourselves to Starvation Slough & try to track down one of Florida's numerous Sus Scrofas (Wild Hog, to you unedumacated types)
Unfortunately, navigation is absolutely NOT my strongest skill (Seriously, I can get lost in a glass shower cubicle) & Central Florida, in failing light is NOT the best place to try & learn.
We didn't find any hogs. We DID find a lot of mosquitos, banana spiders, Saw grass & a canal. Somehow in a 1 mile saunter, we managed to cover about 5 miles (65% was in knee-deep, stagnant water) the last 4 of which I had to do barefooted, due to having literally walked the boots off my feet. Yeah, it pretty much sucked all round. We got back into the motel at around midnight, 4½ hours after dark. Tired, extremely sore, sweaty & thankful for cellphone GPS!
Charles & the guys arrived back at around 2am (IIRC) toting a very nice 7 foot gator & grins that'd shame said reptile! To say Charles was excited would require the reclassification of the word 'Understatement!' Seemed that the ol' feller'd really, reeeally got a kick from hitting silly speeds in a 400hp airboat, gator or not!
The next day was spent lounging, relaxing & butchering Charlie's catch. That night would be my turn.....