I agree.. that is one scary thought going through that surfer's head as he's paddling towards the fucking thing.
In 1998 I was in San Diego for my first time, and decided to test out the clear warm waters with my surfing buddies at the time. I'm from NYC so I don't get to surf too often, but when I do have a chance, I jump right at it. During the day time when the waves are a bit lower than we'd like, a lot of the surfers just kinda hang out in the deeper area where the larger waves start up at. So we were all just chillin and minding our own business, when it was brought to my attention that there was a 16 foot shark swimming right underneath us. Now, the other guys were saying that they see this all the time, but for an East Coaster, looking into the water (objects may appear closer than they really are) and seeing this HUGE fucking shark, I can tell you, I've never gotten to shore quicker than that time. Also, I've never ventured out so deep since that day either. Something about the thought of a giant shark swimming underneath you, and mistaking you for lunch just doesn't seem so appealing. Perhaps I need to take up a different sport, less dangerous, like Rugby.
