November 21, 2009
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Dealing with Sharks

madmariner
Posts: 154
Joined: 2007-06-05

It's not something we discuss often, but most of us have a fascination with sharks. Start looking for it and the evidence is everywhere.

Air Jaws, a documentary about Great Whites that break the surface to catch their prey, was so popular that the makers released a sequel. Compelling photos and video clips, such as the images of the record hammerhead and the shark closing on the kayaker included in today's story, routinely get passed around online. And the mainstream media cover almost every human encounter with a shark, whether or not they are fatal. Can the same be said of shootings in New York, Los Angeles or Washington DC? When I was a newspaper reporter, we rarely looked up unless somebody died.

Let's face it: there are more of us who are obsessed than care to admit it. And why would we? Any conversation about sharks inevitably leads to the question, are you scared? We are all compelled to say no - and we are all lying. I weight 260 pounds and I can take a punch. But you have to be pretty hard to look at a 10-foot shark of any species without a shudder.

Bears, lions and anacondas are scary too, but we don't see images of them mauling people regularly. Last week alone, media outlets carried stories of four shark attacks. True, they were all surfers, who tend to look like seals when paddling on their boards. But I have been swimming on some of those same beaches (I probably looked more like a manatee, and therefore less appealing).

Bottom line: I think it is fine to be scared of sharks, and to be obsessed. They are fascinating creatures, in part because they are as frightening as any childhood monster. The statistics say this is irrational and I won't argue. But until the media reports four anaconda squeezings in seven days, sharks remain at the top of my list of creatures to stay the hell away from.



kari
Posts: 7
Joined: 2007-07-20

We often hear about shark attacks on surfers and waders near the shore. But in reporting this story, it was pretty astounding to find out about all the attacks on boats. It's something I'd never really heard of before. I'd be interested to hear from boaters about their run-ins with sharks. Anybody get circled by great whites?

As a little kid, I remember going out in the bay near Ocean City, Md., with the family. My dad and grandad were fishing and my dad reeled in a little sand shark, which promptly bit him on the finger as he tried to free it from the line. It's still a joke today,  how my dad got attacked by a shark.

 

So let's hear your shark stories...



BIGtwins
Posts: 11
Joined: 2007-08-13

I was on a sailboat off the Calif. coast a few years back with a bud (he'd have to be a bud, cause I don't like sailin much). Sone friend of his had a 9mm, and we were poppin off rounds at cans. The Pacific is huge and there's no real traffic, so you can do that stuff out there.

About an hour after the gun came out, my bud spotted a fin with his binoculars. He said it was a dolphin, but it was moving slow and steady. No jumping. I said it was a shark. We watched for a bit, then I took aim and shot it. There's no saying I hit it, cause the boat was moving and it was a sidearm, which aren't too accurate. But it dove out of sight, so maybe I came close.

That's the only shark story I have ;) 



kari
Posts: 7
Joined: 2007-07-20

That's a good one. If nothing else, that shark thought twice about attacking your boat!



Capt.Rich
Posts: 3
Joined: 2007-09-07

Quite a few years ago I was commercially diving for Abalone at the Farallon Islands actually at the North Island (Island of St James) I had a dive friend who had been bitten at the Farallon's a few years previous and walked with a limp. He just hated sharks after that (I guess so!) His nickname was Moki John (John Holcomb). But I still decided that the money and the thrill of diving where no one else would think of diving made it all worth it. 

Well on this day the weather was beautiful and 98% of the time you cannot dive the North Island due to swells and water visibility. I am brave but not dumb!  I want to be able to see well enough to stay out of danger. I am in shallow water working away and all of a sudden the sun goes away like a cloud or boat blocked the sun. And out of the corner of my eye I caught this movement. It was a shark and a very large white, I made a quick beeline for this big crevace in the rocks and tucked myself in as tight as I could this crack was barely big enough to fit me but when the adrenaline is flowing you can do a lot of things. This all happened within seconds I kept my eye on him or her as it made a slow sweeping turn. And now was heading straight for me I backed in tighter but I still had my fins and one arm out which had an abalone iron in it. 

My thoughts were since I don't have my bang stick I will hit it on the head (what a dreamer) as it got closer it got bigger and bigger and bigger. I did not realize how big until it went by me about three feet out and it's eye was as big as the back of my hand which was grasping the abalone iron for all it was worth, ready to smack it a good one. 

As it slowly went by it kept going and going and going and going, this shark had to be well over 20 feet long.

Now I am getting scared and real scared I had a good custom 1/2 neoprene wetsuit on with a inner sleeveless 1/4" top inside on but I was starting to shiver whether it was nerves or really cold I did not know I just readjusted my self and tried to squeeze in tighter as I watched it slowly make a turn and head back again for another pass. About this time my tender on the deck of my boat was wondering what I was doing in the same spot so long. Usually I was moving around and he could follow my bubbles and every so often I would send a float bag up with abalone in it, but for the last few minutes I did not move.

So he let out a jerk signal on my hose giving it three quick tugs and I answered with two meaning I am OK. I now thought to myself if he gets panicky and tries pulling me in what am I going to do? Disconnect? No that would mean I would have to surface and It would be all over.

Now the shark is now coming by for another pass and another he just kept circling. Now I am in about 20 feet of water so I will just wait him out.

About fifteen minutes go by with this monster just circling back and forth coming from different directions. By this time my hands were cramping on the ab iron and holding the ab bag with the other I wanted to change positions and let go of the gear but just could not do it. I was just froze with fear and would not move until he was gone and even if he left how far would he go and how much time would I have before he came back. Would that give me enough time to get up to the boat which was about 75 feet to 100 feet away and twenty feet to the surface. I had all these calculations going through my mind can I make it when do I go.

The shivering has stopped but I know that it could be I am now in the second stage of hypothermia and need to get out of here as soon as I can.

The shark is now moving further out in its trips to check me out but still not gone far enough, so I can get out of this uncomfortable position I am in.

Now it is coming back again and all of a sudden I feel another three jerks on the air-hose  I answer back  with two. Telling him I am OK now the shark is coming in closer and now I get 4 jerks on the hose meaning emergency come up immediately. I answer two then he gives four again now the shark is getting close again and my tender is about to pull me up so I get ready to do something I don't know what all the alternatives are rushing through my head. 

"What the Hell am I going to do if he starts pulling" the shark goes by me again and with a couple quick swishes it is out of site and this is my chance I take off for the surface. An like an olympic swimmer giving it all it was worth I head for the boat. I hit the surface and was like a performing seal coming right out of the water and on to the deck of my boat. Thank God that my dive boat had a low freeboard only a couple feet out of the water. But as I was flying out my tender was there to grab me and keep the momentum up and I landed on a pile of abalone he had been sorting and a coil of airhose.

I just layed there for a minutes before I took my mask off because I could not let go of the ab iron my fingers were frozen stiff around the handle. My tender had to pry my fingers loose and take the bag and iron from my hand. He was frantic and talking so fast I did not hear what he was saying or did not pay attention it was like I was in a dream and words were coming out of his mouth but I was not hearing any of it.

After a couple of minutes when my heartbeat slowed down and I could talk to him he said did you see that big shark. I joked and said what shark! I did not see any shark I was looking at an old wreck down there.

Now he went ballistic, and I said take it easy I saw him and he saw me and wanted me for his next meal!

When we finally cleaned up the deck to got ready to head back to Princeton Point (Half Moon Bay) he said to me look at this abalone this is the biggest I have ever seen and he measured it to 11 3/4" I still have the shell to this day as a reminder of the day I was just about to be the main meal of a Great White!

Now how was that for a white shark story.  

 

Capt. Rich 



madmariner
Posts: 154
Joined: 2007-06-05

Rich -

This was about the best shark story I have EVER heard (read) anywhere.

Diving in the Farallons is crazy - but to encounter a beast like that is just unreal. But I know they are out there, especially in No Cal. I gather that they don't like the Bay, but Stinson Beach and other areas seem to have a pretty good shark population. Last time I was there, Stinson had signs everywhere.

But I guess you can't live - or dive - in fear, eh? 

 

 

 



Capt.Rich
Posts: 3
Joined: 2007-09-07

When I was a child growing up in San Francisco I loved to fish and would gather up all my fishing gear and get on the bus and head for Aquatic Park and fish and crab off the end of the pier. 

But one-day kids were playing in the water in front of the Museum and a Great White took this little girl right out of the shallow water and she was killed. White sharks do travel where you would not think they would. That was a real big deal in the 50's of the White Shark death in San Francisco Bay.

One Day when I was diving Commercially for Abalone at Santa Cruz Island one of the Channel Islands off Santa Barbara. The Sheepshead were driving me nuts and they would get in my face push me out of the way and try and take the abalone away from me when I tried to put it in my mesh bag. So to keep them out of my way I would smash a bunch of sea urchins and then I would move to a new location leaving them in a feeding frenzy. 

Well, I started a new location and did not have them to worry about but there were still a lot of reef fish all around me dashing in and about.  I was all focused on searching in cracks and in holes in the rocks trying to locate abalone then measuring them to see if they were legal. When for some unknown reason I realized there were no more fish swimming around me, I spun around looking in three hundred sixty degrees and not a fish in site. The water visibility was 90 feet or more unusually clear for this area and time of year. I was at the edge of a big kelp bed and it was like a forest with trees everywhere and not one fish in site.

I freaked out this was real spooky and I wanted out of the water real fast. I know that White Sharks generally do not go in the thick kelp forest so I headed back following my hose for the thickest of the kelp bed while constantly spinning and watching. I popped up on the surface and my boat was less than football field away. But it felt like it was miles away, when I tried to signal my tender on the boat he was busy on the deck and did not look up. I took the regulator out of my mouth and yelled but with the compressor running on the boat he could not hear me. So I stuck the regulator back in and ducked below the surface again looking all around and still not a fish in sight not even a Kelp Greenling that usually are all over in the kelp beds. The hair on the back of my head was standing up even under my wetsuit. I decided to again follow my hose through the forest weaving my way back to the boat. This time I was traveling at a high rate of speed dragging this heavy bag of abalone.

I did not get far as I was getting tangled up in the kelp so I surfaced again and still could not get his attention. I was cussing and saying to myself I and going to get a new tender when I get back that no good #*+*## tender he would be fired. The adrenaline was flowing big time and I wanted out of the water fast. I decided to take the time and unfurl the float bag and fill it with air and leave it. And maybe I could disconnect and swim on the surface back to the boat, which is now only a half a football field away.

But if I do maybe I will look like a seal to what ever sent the fish scurrying, so I decided not to and submerged and cut away the kelp that had a strangle hold on me. Now I can make some progress I thought. Without dragging the heavy bag I took off like superman weaving my way through the kelp headed for the boat.

I finally made it I came flying out of the water like a trained seal landing on the gunnels of the boat and rolled over on my back. Slowly I took off my mask and my tender now says "Rich if you would have just popped up and signaled me I would of come and got you". At that point I was to tired to argue and just laid on the deck looking up at the sky dreaming of what could have happened, wondering what it was that sent all the fish for cover?

When I got back to Santa Barbara I asked other divers if they had that happen to them. And a few said Yes and the consensus was it was a killer whale not a shark but I have asked Marine Biologist's and they all had different answers. What ever it was it was not normal and I wanted out of the water fast.  By the way the whole episode only took maybe 15 minutes at the most but it felt like hours.

And no I did not fire my tender, qualified dive tenders are hard to come by.

Capt. Rich 

S/V Flying Carpet 

 



capt barry
Posts: 2
Joined: 2007-12-05

I was an owner/operator of a snorkel boat in Destin Florida.  We took tourist to the Jettys for two hour trips.  I've been a diver since '85 and an instructor since '93.  I have been in the water with several different types of sharks from Virginia to the Caymens.  The spring of 2003 we had about 40 tourist in the water and another snorkel boat had about 30.  Our boats were anchored 4-5 feet from each other and I was talking with the other Captain about his brand new $1000 dive camera.  If you've never been to Destin the Jettys are right off the beach close to several condos.  About 200 yards down the beach we hear someone shouting, "SHARK..SHARK".  Right at the surf was a huge oval shadow, it looked like a VW bug.  Being use to tourist mistaking everything in the water for sharks we laughed and assumed it was a Manatee.  The shadow got about 100 yards from us and now there was a small crowd following it on the beach all screaming SHARK.  Rolling our eyes we started paying a little more attention.  About 50 yards from us the shadow split in half, a small shadow heading off towards deep water the other and much larger shadow continued towards us.  About 100' from the boat we said a few captainy words and started telling our mates in the water to get everyone on the rocks or the beach.  It turned out to be the biggest Bull I've ever seen.  My boat, the Reef Runner, is basically a box with a prop.  Fifty feet long twenty feet wide with the boarding ladder right in the middle.  The Bull came off my bow, his nose was at the ladder and his tail wasn't to the port corner yet.  He was about a 13 footer.  As he passed he followed my bow anchor line which ran about 15' towards the beach.  I jokingly told the other captain, "hey, get in the water and get some shots with your new camera"  He thought it was a good idea, lowered into the water and as soon as he let go of his ladder the Bull turned back.  At this point the shark was in about 4' of water, as he turned his fin came out of the water and I heard that popular movie theme shark music.  I shouted to Capt. Chris that the shark turned he did his best Jesus impersonation and skimmed across the water back to his ladder.  The shark went below my boat and left us.  When our mates got back to the boats they asked what the deal was about getting on the beach.  They nor any of the tourist had any idea what was going on, seems like over 70 people were all enjoying the gobbies along the rocks.

 

The only other funny shark story took place on a trip that my 4 year old son went on.  He was on the beach building a sand castle with one of my mates.  A two foot hammerhead swam down the side of my boat towards the beach.  I called out to my mate to show my son the shark.  Well, the mate walked my son into about 12 inches of water, caught the shark by his tail and let my son and several tourist get a up close view.  He let the hammer go and it meandered away.  The funny part is when I got home.  I told my son that we probably needed to wait and tell momma about his shark story on a special day, like her birthday or christmas, make it a present.  In his 4 year old mind that was a great idea, until we got home.  First thing out of his mouth, momma momma, guess what papa let me do.....

 It wasn't that funny for a few hours but now we laugh about it.

 

Capt. Barry

 



jojo999
Posts: 3
Joined: 2008-07-01

One time one of my customers came back with a great story.  They were fishing in Jamaica Bay in New York and were hooking into some good stripers and blue fish.  At one point they hooked into a big blue fish and at the same time became tangled up with another boat's line.  The two crews became angry and were yelling at each other.  The other crew began to pull in my customer's line (along with te fish).  When they got the fish within a few feet of the boat and were about to net it, a large shark came up and bit the fish in half, and nearly scared everyone involoved half to death.  I'm sure they weren't sticking their hands in the water that day.

 

.G

Argo Boat 



Tom_Tripp
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Joined: 2007-08-07

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