A year ago, my brother-in-law Marty accidentally ran over a surprising and large toothy gar with a speedboat on Loon Lake in Wisconsin. Gars are big non-native predators which we don’t want in our little lake killing the game fish, so no one was sad that it died. It is also not edible, so Marty threw it up onto the hill behind the cottage once I had taken a photo.
This summer, the kids found the skeleton of the gar on the hill and had fun checking it out. All of those sharp little teeth in the long jaw are creepy but very interesting.
|Marty and the Gar, 2008
||Gar Skull, 2009
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