Last week was alligator season here in the sip and I drew tags. A buddy and I headed out to cruise the bayous. We tried at night and during the day a couple times. Alligator hunting isn't like any "hunting" I've ever done before. It's more work than anything.

lots of stuff, launching the boat in obscure places and miles and miles of cruising. But you can't really enjoy the ride and scenery because you're always trying to spot a head in the water. But sometimes I reminded myself to slow down and enjoy the scenery.
We saw probably 30+ small ones and finally came across one of good size. I estimated him to be about 9 foot before throwing the hook at him. It's not like the commercial guys on TV, we can't bait them with limb lines and hooks. We have to snag them on a big rod with a hook, get a rope on them, and we're only allowed to dispatch with a knife, bang stick, or 410 with 7.5 shot or smaller. You can't even have a gun in the boat, no CCW or anything. This is to prevent people from shooting at them in open water and losing them.
So We come around the corner and find a good one swimming across the bayou. We chased him for a bit with the trolling motor and I hooked him on the third cast. Now just because I hooked him isn't a lock because the hook doesn't penetrate their tough skin, if you give any slack it just falls off. And sometimes they will reach back and pull it off themselves. So he drug that little 14 foot Jon boat around for a while and I was finally able to get him up enough where my buddy got a harpoon in him. Now his goose is cooked.
Prior to the hunt last year I made some 45 colt bang stick tips from pipe and a few other materials. Basically a 45 colt out of a 3 inch barrel. Should have roughly the power of a 45 colt snubby. Well I banged this sucker a couple inches off and hit his skull. It stuck right in the top and didn't even penetrate the brain cavity. The round was actually sticking up higher than his skin. It stunned him long enough that I was able to give him the ole knife swizzle between his cervical vertibra. He ended up being right at 7 feet. So about 15 years old.