No Brainer

I remember when Robert Zeilter and I were paddling out on our surfboards at Carlin park back when we were high school students. The weather was somewhat stormy and the water was rough and murky. We were about 100 yards out off the shore when a huge shark surfaced about 30 feet in front of us. The shark was about 10 feet long, if not larger. We immediately stopped paddling and sat up on our boards with our feet up out of the water resting on our boards. There was not much we could do considering we were so far out in the water away from shore. So we just sat there. About a minute or two later, what seemed an eternity, the shark finally went back down to the depths of the ocean.
Now, for some of you reading this, you might think we were relieved. But if you really think about it, you'll realize this was worse. Now we had no idea where the shark was. We just sat there and sat there. About 5 minutes later, we heard a bunch of surfers down the way yelling, “Shark! Shark!” And as information travels on the water, we soon found out it was a huge shark, our shark. It had found its prey, a dead puffer fish. We figured it was too busy thrashing on its lunch to come bother with us, so we paddled out further and surfed for the rest of the day never to see it again. Of course, we’ll never get the picture of the shark out of our minds though. The fear of seeing such a large shark a short distance from us has been burned into our minds.

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