I’ve added a GoPro to my arsenal of photographic tools which, up to this point, consisted of an iPod.
At the moment I’m just learning what a GoPro can do (eg. nice underwater video of turtles) and can not do (eg. night photos of a gorgeous full moon).
A week ago, I tried to take photos of our neighborhood crocodile, Sophie, as she sunned herself in her private lagoon just north of the bridge from San Pedro. This was my first glimpse of Sophie. And Rose’s too. She spotted Sophie while cycling home from downtown and excitedly called me on the phone.
“Better hurry up and get down here before the tourists scare her away!”
At my age, hurrying took 20 minutes. Fortunately, the tourists never massed and Sophie hadn’t budged.
And that was the problem.
“I think she may be dead,” said Rose sadly.
I thought so, too. I mean, there is a crocodile sitting on the edge of a pond with the tip of its tail in the water and its mouth wide open. In the burning hot afternoon sun.
It was the wide-open mouth that did it for me. We watched as it sat motionless — Did I mention with mouth wide open? — for another 15 minutes or so. I took a few photos with the GoPro, in which it is nearly impossible to make out the crocodile, even when enlarged.
Just as I offered to bicycle into the lagoon and prod the corpse, Sophie shut her trap. And slid swiftly into the murky waters.
Which is probably why I have all my limbs today.
Timing can be everything, when it comes to sleeping crocodiles.
And by now you are wondering, if this is a story about a crocodile, why are there pictures of turtles — well, a turtle — all over this blog?
Did you ever hear about the drunk who was looking for his watch under a lamp on 45th Street when he actually lost it somewhere around 40th Street?
His reason: “Because the lighting is better here.”
These photos from Mexico Rocks, a reserve on the Belize Barrier Reef, are here because the lighting was better, in a manner of speaking. These photos came out. The crocodile ones didn’t.
That’s the best I can do.
So, I hope you enjoyed the crocodile story. And enjoyed the turtle photos.
And really, if you had a choice between looking at a cute little turtle at play or a dirty old crocodile asleep with its mouth open, which would make your day happier?