If you are going to go to Louisiana in September, you better go gator hunting. Scott Broussard lined up an alligator hunt for us today. We were not disappointed.
Lee, Scott, and Neil all came up to Wyoming last year for our Catholic Cowboy Way retreat. It was fun to get together again. This time on their home turf.
Scott has connections. Derrick manages this clubhouse on the marsh in south Louisiana. He, and his boy Brooks, were our hunting guides.
Our water of choice was the Intercostal Waterway. Wild country.
To hunt gator, you set a hook with rotting meat hanging a descent distance above the water. Those gators will come and leap out of the water, swallowing the hook that has a rope on it that is tied to a tree. Derrick set five baits. This one was't taken so we took it down.
But this one was!
We saw the gator from a distance. Big looking guy. When we pulled up he had limbs broken down and the rope all tangled up.
Once untangled, Derrick started to real him in. My job was to shoot him when he got to the surface. Mission accomplished.
We used a .22 and put a bullet in the top of his head when he came to surface. Tough target, all sloshing around and such. Once dead and before we brought him in, a couple more bullets were added to the equation.
Nice looking gator. Biggest of his season so far, Derrick said.
This was cool for all of us. It didn't matter who pulled the trigger, this hunt was a team effort.
Once docked, we off loaded him with a mini-ex.
So wild. I was a bit indifferent as to whether I got a gator or not. After four unsuccessful traps, we were starting to think we might not get one. Knowing that was a disappointment, I talked to God about this. In my heart I heard Him say, "What do you want?" To which I thought and replied, "I want a gator." Recognizing this desire, I prayed a prayer that we find one. Right then Derrick hollered, "We got one!" All glory to God!
After we loaded him in the truck, we hauled it to down to Scott's processing plant.
Mainly a crawfish operation, they do buy and have alligators processed and sell the meat. The big question for all of us was how tall he was.
10' 3". That's a good sized alligator. They can get up to 14'.
Then we lowered him into a crate.
About the only thing that has value on a wild alligator is the meat. The hides aren't of value because they are usually beat up from fighting for survival.
To cool it down, the guys threw ice in him.
And loaded the crate with water.
Thanks, Scott. That was a hunt of a lifetime! The fun thing about it is that it wasn't just for me. This was a team effort and all of us enjoyed the thrill of a big catch. Alligators are becoming a problem in these parts. With the market down because of commercial raised gators, guys aren't spending the time and money to hunt them. Consequently, they are coming further inland and even eating calves when the opportunity arises. If we are going to live in harmony, we have to manage the population of wild game. Thankfully, our successful hunt has the added bonus of providing meat for people. Thanks be to God for a fun time in beautiful country. Let's ranch on!












































