
The hunt was going great and we had managed a few gators and several close calls when all of a sudden it kinda went down hill. We were paralleling a gator getting ready to make our cast to snag him when the boat hit something under water. I went out the front of the boat and felt something rip into my hand. The rest is history. I've got way too many pain meds flowing to tell the story in full, but I'm sure Rick or Quinn could give a better account than I can..

This is after they pushed it through
