Warning! The creative use of a paddle, as described in this story, might be shocking to some readers. Last weekend I took a plane to Australia to do some paddling away from the boring grey, flat Netherlands. The surroundings were fantastic: Sometimes I was floating over coral reefs with the most beautiful colors and most unbelievable animals, sometimes I crossed underwater ravines hundreds of meters deep with playing dolphins and sharks. I kept the shoreline in sight: A rough coast with fjords and immense caves. Completely overwhelmed by the wonder of the place I floated, and sometimes paddled, my eyes fixed on the rocks high above, when suddenly my dreams were shattered by something hitting the bow of my boat. I was driven off course, and started looking around for what had hit me. I saw a grey triangle drawing circles around my boat. A shark! I know Australian sharks take an interest in kayakkers. To them a kayak must look like another shark: A long slender body, but floating a bit too high on the water and swimming like being heavily handicapped. Probably a shark just wants to say "Hi" to any kayakker it passes. Usually it will stay for a minute before going on its own business. Quietly I waited for the shark to move on. I didn't move and didn't paddle, trying to be as boring as possible to the beast. It didn't leave. Once more it bumped into the bow of my boat. At the third hit I tried to push it away with my paddle, but was answered by a flip of its tail that nearly capsized me. I decided to do what the shark clearly wanted from me: I turned around and started to paddle in the other direction. The shark allowed me to turn the boat. When I started to paddle it did not interfere. However, I discovered that the current was much stronger than I had thought: There was no way I could paddle against it. I heard breaking waves behind me, and looking over my shoulder I discovered a reef with dumping surf that I could not possibly avoid. Being smashed to pieces on a coral reef is an ugly way to die, so I got a bit nervous. To make things worse, the shark started bothering me again. It swam right by my side, so close to me that I could not paddle without hitting it. There was only one thing to do. I grabbed the fin of the shark, expecting it to shake itself loose and disappear. It didn't. Carefully it started to swim, and dragging me along its side it pulled me out of the danger area into the open sea. When we got out of the current it started to shake a bit, and when I released its fin it started circling around me once more. Strange circles: Sometimes upside down, sometimes with wide open jaws out of the water. At some point it even laid its head on my deck, allowing a terrifying view of hundreds of teeth. I was not scared anymore, just uncomfortable: What the hell did that shark want from me? Then I saw something glitter between its teeth. On closer inspection I recognized a breathing apparatus of some scuba-diver. Probably the shark had been feasting on a tourist diver when the apparatus got stuck between its teeth. It owed him one: After all, the shark had saved my life. I cleaned its teeth. At first I was working with a pocket knife, but in the end I was banging its jaws with my paddle, with all the force I could muster without tipping over the kayak. The shark had to brace itself to stay on the deck. The breathing machine came loose, the shark made a jump into the air out of pure joy and dived. I expected never to see it again, but a few minutes later it was back, putting a freshly caught salmon on my deck. That was a treat at the barbecue later that night! I did not have a present to offer the shark: I usually do not carry any fresh divers in my lunchbox. Next time I go paddle in that area I will certainly bring one for my new friend. Niels. *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
In a message dated 01-04-19 08:17:05 EDT, you write: << I did not have a present to offer the shark: I usually do not carry any fresh divers in my lunchbox. Next time I go paddle in that area I will certainly bring one for my new friend. >> Do we have a replacement for the Reverend? Sounds like one of his tales! sandy kramer miami *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
oh oh, someone's been smok'n kelp again :-P "Blaauw, Niels" wrote: > Warning! The creative use of a paddle, -- Perry Chamberlain Kato_at_qnet.com Liv'n on de Edge n de Desert Everyone has someone in their family who is crazy, if you don't know who it is, its you! *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
In a message dated 4/19/01 8:17:05 AM, nblaauw_at_foxboro.com writes: << There was only one thing to do. I grabbed the fin of the shark, expecting it to shake itself loose and disappear. It didn't. Carefully it started to swim, and dragging me along its side it pulled me out of the danger area into the open sea. >> I think this is what is know in the biz as suspension of disbelief. I like it, I like it. Glad to hear your voice Bob, er, er Niels. Joan *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
Thanks for all the replies to my shark stories. Seems that people like them! Well, there is more where that one came from, I will just have to translate them from Dutch to kind-of-English. To answer a couple of questions that arose: - I have never been to Australia. I don't know if it has any reefs or cliffs, but from Discovery Channel I know there are sharks over there. - My only encounter ever with a shark was not while kayakking, but diving. It just passed by, there was no communication. - I wrote this story 2 years ago, long before I had ever heard of Rev. Bob. I don't mind being placed in the same category, but please don't think I am just his echo. I write my own stories from my own inspiration. *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
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