At least the boy got away! When we was in Florida one year, on Kissimmee Golf Club, I was going to play a shot from the side of a lake that had lots of sandy bars near the edge. Mrs Clarion said; Is that an alligator about 10ft out? When I looked, it lifted it's head and moved towards me. I shouted: it IS a kn alligator! When I turned round to get on the buggy, Mrs Clarion was already half way up the fairway and had left me to my own devices. I hadn't moved that quick for over 40 years, I'll tell you. Self preservation eh? :o)