This is Hartley's Crocodile Farm in Cairns, Australia.
It was full of these:
It was full of these:
Some did tricks for us, like eat chicken heads:
Some watched very nervously and intently as the crocodiles surrounded our little boat.
Taylor now likes to pretend he is a farmer of crocodiles.
3 comments:
Crocodiles freak me out. I think I would've had a panic attack on that boat. I once saw a Discovery Channel clip of a crocodile charging someone--those things can really run--and I have been scarred for life. Tell Taylor that if he is a crocodile farmer, I will not visit him or go to his birthday parties. It's his choice: Crocodiles or Aunt Rachel. I don't think I want to know what he chooses.
Wasn't that crazy just how many crocodiles they had! We couldn't believe the sheer number. And the barrel roll was pretty cool but glad that I wasn't in his grasp!
After we went there Jared spent the next three months praying for the crocodiles and chicken heads! Sorry it rained the entire time. Glad you enjoyed it though.
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