Stalked by a crocodile

Wow - that's scary! 20 feet long, yet - ye Gods, what a monster!

Crocodile Stalk
(with apologies to Elton John)

I remember when crocs were young
Playing with them was so much fun
Nipping hands and swallowing stones
Had an old pet Croco with a pool of his own

But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Stalk
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
I was running and stumbling from the Crocodile Stalk


Well, Crocodile Stalking is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a much worse time and I guess I never will
Oh, Lawdy mama, that scary night
When passing sailors ignored my light
And the Crocodile Stalking was out of sight

LAAAAAAAAAAA
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
LA-la-la-la-laaaaa


But the hours went by and the crock wouldn't die
Maybe he was looking for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the kayak's main beams
Dreaming of some water and a can of beans

But they'll never kill the thrills I got
Throwing up from the Crocodile Stalk
Running fast as the hours went past
I never thought that Crocodile's stalk would last ...
 
Lethal creatures, big and small, are a feature of top end waters.
Crocs are especially dangerous because they are not confined to the waters.
The older they are, the bigger they get (obvious) and the more cunning they become.
A big, old, cunning croc is not something to take lightly.

I'm very pleased, but also very surprised, that the man is still alive.
 
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Oh, the ABC and I go back a loooong way.

Got the story anyway, tks Jilly.

Maybe he missed the news about the bloke who dived into one in a river up near Darwin recently... after being warned by a ranger not to swim there, and despite metre square signs with pictures of crocs on them posted everywhere. He 'finally' got the message. He was actually a Darwin resident so should have known better. The NT average IQ has risen accordingly.

They are awesome things and have been spotted swimming serenely 100kms out to sea. Kayaking is not the recommended mode of transport around there.
 
Wow - that's scary! 20 feet long, yet - ye Gods, what a monster!

Crocodile Stalk
(with apologies to Elton John)

I remember when crocs were young
Playing with them was so much fun
Nipping hands and swallowing stones
Had an old pet Croco with a pool of his own

But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Stalk
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
I was running and stumbling from the Crocodile Stalk


Well, Crocodile Stalking is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a much worse time and I guess I never will
Oh, Lawdy mama, that scary night
When passing sailors ignored my light
And the Crocodile Stalking was out of sight

LAAAAAAAAAAA
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
LA-la-la-la-laaaaa


But the hours went by and the crock wouldn't die
Maybe he was looking for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the kayak's main beams
Dreaming of some water and a can of beans

But they'll never kill the thrills I got
Throwing up from the Crocodile Stalk
Running fast as the hours went past
I never thought that Crocodile's stalk would last ...


Phil, you amaze me. LOL You need to be writing for Saturday Night Live, seriously!
 
I'm the one who's spooked by Palmetto Bugs, so the thought of being "dropped off" anywhere that remote boggles my mind. I have to remind myself there are those who enjoy authentic adventure, but it's a crap shoot in not facing major challenges of some sort. This story is scary as can be and I can't even imagine the intensity or why in the world anyone would want to place themselves in such a scenario.
 
Phil, you amaze me. LOL You need to be writing for Saturday Night Live, seriously!

Aw, thank you, sweetie. Alas, that ship has sailed - if you're over 30 SNL doesn't even realize you exist. I'm just happy that someone enjoys it.

I'm the one who's spooked by Palmetto Bugs, so the thought of being "dropped off" anywhere that remote boggles my mind. I have to remind myself there are those who enjoy authentic adventure, but it's a crap shoot in not facing major challenges of some sort. This story is scary as can be and I can't even imagine the intensity or why in the world anyone would want to place themselves in such a scenario.

I was thinking about whether I would do something like this, and the only way would be is if as part of my survival gear I could pack a nice, clean .45 with loads of ammo.
 
You'd need to be a very fast sharpshooter to snap one into the sweet spot that would stop a big determined incoming one with a .45 Phil.
A Howitzer might do it.

Katy: Palmetto Bugs. Luv it!

Old joke.

The tourist asks an old local in the Top End if there are any sharks in the river.

"No mate, we never see sharks in this part of the river...." drawls the old timer.

"Thanks." says the tourist, and dives in.

"....the crocs have et 'em all" he finishes.
 
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