Apologies for the lag time between posts this week. I was going strong, but then the end of the semester reared its ugly head. I’ll likely be slow getting stuff up in the next week or so as I deal with the typical PhD end-of-semester workload. That said, not everything I’ve been busy with has been homework. There’s some exciting stuff coming down the pipe in the next month or so. Stay tuned for official announcements…
In the meantime, I’ll leave this up as an open thread for those who would like to share their best shark stories. Leave your most awesome, humorous, bizarre, gnarly, or interesting shark encounters in the comments. All species welcome.
So I was booking this big music festival on campus and the people involved with advertising had no idea what they were doing. “Monty. Here”
A few months back I saw a dead sevengill shark on the beach where I was surfing. I hadn’t ever seen one in person before either live or dead. I had no idea that their teeth looked the way they did. I didn’t have a camera with me, but someone else saw the same shark and posted some pics here: http://www.edhat.com/site/tidbit.cfm?nid=77619
Not the most exciting story, but this was my last shark encounter…
It counts. They don’t have to be Jaws stories, just interesting encounters. Thanks for posting.
Went down the Bahamas a few years back, and got talking to a lot of the lobstermen–these guys spend a ton of time underwater diving on lobster pots. The pots aren’t baited. They set the pots on the Banks where it’s nothing but turtles grass. So the lobsters go into the pots for shade and cover. The lobstermen dive in about 60 or so feet of water, using hookah gear–no tank, just a long tube attached to an air compressor. These guys do long trips–6 weeks or so. 8 hours a day underwater. They “tail” the lobsters underwater and put the tail into a bag. The rest of the body just floats away behind them. Well you can imagine the armada of groupers and snappers that follow the divers around. Groupers, snappers, and sharks. The guy I talked to smiled when I mentioned sharks he said. “No problem when the sharks are around. We see them, swimming around us, they don’t bother us.” Then he showed me a scar on his face, went from one ear to the other right across his forehead. A big bull shark hit him. But not when he was diving on lobster. Shark hit him when he was spear fishing for grouper. “Lobster no problem–It’s the fish blood that gets the sharks crazy. Then you gotta watch them. This bull shark came and hit me. I didn’t even see him coming. 75 stitches across my face.”
I keep toying with the idea of trying out spearfishing, and one of the factors is that it’s a great way to see sharks. However, it’s also a great way to get attacked by them.