Clearly this week has become the week of shark battles.
Monday was shark vs poodle, no surprise that the poodle lost really. Tuesday was another dog vs shark post but this time the shark was ambushed by a happy dog and hauled to shore. One all.
Today we have what can only be described as a shark with more enthusiasm than brains.
In 1950 three people, Fred, Edna and Doug, were out in the waters off Altona in a 16ft dinghy. It was probably lucky their boat wasn’t any smaller though, as an 8 and a half-foot Grey Nurse shark unexpectedly leapt out of the water and into their boat. Eeeek.
The article describes their efforts to subdue the snapping, thrashing, beast as a ‘desperate struggle’.
Hmmmm… Had a shark arrived in my boat in such a fashion that struggle would have also been accompanied by the kind of language that would turn the air blue.
I wonder what the immediate reaction was of all those in the boat, the shark included. I can imagine it being a moment of quiet looking around, not one of them being sure as to what is really going on. The people thinking “Is that a shark? IN MY BOAT? What the!!” and the shark thinking “Shit. This isn’t going as well as I’d hoped… ”
Of course this excursion only went well for the humans. After what I can imagine was an unpleasant end the 400lb shark was sold to a fishmonger. Imagine if they had just heaved it back over the side and into the briny deep, what do you think it would have told its friends when it got home? 😀