The Sounds of Love
BR and I FINALLY were able to go on our anniversary date (only a month late!!!). We went to our favorite Japanese restaurant in a nearby town. The restaurant is near some sort of waterway. (Creek? Inlet? Bayou? Your guess is a good as mine.)
Then I heard a sound that chilled my blood and made me miss a step. I had a flashback to a time when I was 12 years old…a cool spring night, wrapped in a sleeping bag in flimsy, lake-side tent. Shivering in fear, desperately wishing for daylight. The sound causing me to tremble in the darkness back then was the mating call of an alligator. Yeah, it scared me then, and it unnerved me as an adult walking across a parking lot. Didn’t even have a tent wall between me and the horny beast.
After dinner, BR and I walked sort-of kind-of near the waterway, which was about 10 feet down. We could still hear the bellowing sound, echoing across the water. BR thought he could see some movement on the opposite bank, and that was good enough.
So we came home and I started writing this post. I tried to find a Youtube clip to relay the sound…but none of the clips had the same sound. I listened to several, but no luck. The gators did have a bellowing, ugly sound…but it wasn’t the same.
Then, I started thinking. It was my mean ol’ stepbrothers (my mom and their dad were newly married at the time), were the ones that told me about the gators. Then it clicked. I searched for a clip for a bullfrog mating call. Those bastards. For over 30 years, they’ve had me scared of a friggin’ bullfrog!!!!!
But still…imagine hearing this sound in the darkened woods…when you’ve never, ever been camping before in your life…it is easy to think it comes from a mean ol’ gator. Keep in mind, the rumbling gets amplified travelling across the water.
It’s about time for some payback…