I was snorkeling in the Bahamas and dove into a small cave looking for lobsters. A nurse shark was sleeping in the back of the cave and spun be every which way as it blew past me.
Yikes. I stick to pools, now. When I go into the ocean, I know now that I am considered to be in the home of those who consider me dinner.
Did a sports fishing trip to Aruba back in 89. The wind was so bad, we had to fish on the non wind side of an oil tanker. Caught a couple of small tuna and was getting pretty sick when the captain said enough and started back to shore.
Not a 1/4 mile from shore captain said he wanted to see if there was any dolphin in the water. Poles went in and within seconds I had a dolphin on. Brought that one in and not a minute later another was on. For thenext hour I was bringing in dolphin like mad.
Another dolphin was on and I am reeling it in. I see the dolphin come up to the side of the boat. All of a sudden the water around the dolphin goes red and the line goes slack. I bring in the fish and it was only the head. Mate said a wahoo bit it in half.
Next two days I stayed in the pool.