He went to an indio woman (also called a brujo "witch"[3] or piache "shaman"[a][6][2]) in Alta Guajira for a potion to turn himself into an alligator so that the bathers would not suspect him and he could admire them as much as he wished.
[7][6][8] On one occasion, the friend (drinking pal) who usually accompanied the peeping tom was unavailable, and the duty of splashing the white medicine to turn the caiman back into human fell on a substitute.
Every night she came to the river (to the secret wading spot between the rocks[7]), to deliver him his favorite foods:[3] cheese, whey, fish, and cassava (yucca) dishes, with an occasional small bottle of rum.
The mother tried all sorts of remedies from having his godparents make the sign of the cross, to the parish priest's blessings, even burying a black cat alive at midnight on Good Friday as this was supposed to dispel evil.
[6] His legend is immortalized in the song "Se va el caimán" by Barranquilla musician José María Peñaranda [es].