Down at Woolamai for a Sunday dash, nice little waves on a busy but happy bank that rapidly filled up, but not before I snagged a few very fun little zippers. Didn't make a complete fool of myself so all was good with the world. If only I could feel my toes.
Sitting out the back and having a chat, and this fella casually mentions he saw a 3 metre Great White out there the day before, everyone cleared the water quick smart, he said, as it cruised through the line up.
Hmmmm.
Just then a wave appears that's "mine, mine all mine!!!" and... as I paddle for it and am just about to pop up, I hear another casual voice saying, " Yeah .. a mate of mine got eaten last year...'
As I take off I go "oh really" in an off hand way, as you would if he'd said he just bought a bottle of milk.
At the end of the ride I'm thinking...did I hear that right?
Naturally when I paddled back out I followed up and indeed one of his best friends had been a boat skipper or something running charters off the Abrolhos Islands in Western Australia. Seems the guy had just jumped over the side to paddle over to join the crew in the surf when a Very Big White struck, cut him in half, he lolled back eyes open in shock for a moment before it came in and took the rest.
When was the last time you heard a golfer tell a story like that?
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Whooo! You gave me the chills, mate! Yeah, my dad golfs and he doesn't have any stories like that. Although there are alligators that live in the ponds where he lives in South Carolina...
My mother smacked me in the face with a golf club nearly ending my days once, does that count?
Saying that I'd take a golf club rather than the man in the white suit any day.
Ah, Woolamai. That brings back some good memories. Stayed in Melbourne for about 6 months back in the mid-90s and a friend use to let me use his Commodore while he was at work and I'd head out to Phillip Island to surf by myself. Good times.
...cold here too and larger surf on the beach...I had no time today
I ll go tomorrow
cheers
two posts in a row on death - Mick, you OK?
--TG
hey seamouse - my son accidently smacked his father in the face with a golf club on the course. dangerous sport that. I'd go in the surf any day before I'd consider golfing
Cool picture Safe.
Last Saturday I was all suited up at 1st Car Park, Woolamai and this guy comes out of the water and says "don't go out there, it's too rippy and you won't be able to hold your position in the lineup". So I threw my board in the car and hot footed it to Forest Caves. Scored a lovely little left in the right hand corner and not a great white in sight. Winters in Vicco. Glorious!
Yikes. Well, it's "shark week" on the Discovery Channel here, so that seems to be a decent theme. Nice picture.
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