As the man leaned over to grab another rakeful of mud, leaves and litter from the brown dirty water, I could see him reaching just a little too far, raking up too much muck and losing his balance.

He wobbled and teetered and then awkwardly stumbled backward as crocodile suddenly leaped up to grab him.

He hit it hard with his rake which only seemed to enrage the beast which lunged again, nipping his shoelace and biting off that little plastic thing at the end (the aiglet).

The raker countered quickly, performing a pirouette and then jumping onto crocodile’s back and riding it like a bronco. They both disappeared beneath the muddy water which churned and frothed then became still.

I don’t know what happened after that. Too bad my battery died. I could have gotten some interesting photos.

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