When it comes to sharks we don’t always feel like we are on the top of the food chain. Whether in the ocean or in life they are associated with a healthy amount of fear and respect.
I remember seeing my first shark as a kid growing up on the beaches of Southern California. Every summer family and friends rented a beach house. I have many fond memories there placing rocks and coins on the train tracks for the Amtrak train to crush. Just standing next to the train as it thundered by was exhilarating. We did many things today’s generation might not be able to do. Us kids either slept in the family room or on the sand around a camp fire. It seamed like we lived on swimming, taking in the sun, 80s music and chips with homemade salsa. I can still see my sisters sun bathing with the boom box playing “Chains of love” by Erasure.
Anyways, it was in the early days of going to the beach house that I saw my first shark. It became quite popular for the adults (and later us kids) to “surf” fishing in the mornings. I can still remember the excitement of catching sting rays, 1 -2 foot Tiger sharks, skates and other varieties I could not name. I always thought it interesting that the sharks would be tangled up in the line and we would often real them in tail first. I would not even know the shark was on the line till I reeled it in. Predators act very different than the fish and we might be able to associate human characteristics to sharks but I’ll save that for another day. Every Friday we had our famous fish fry and by then everyone was tanned up except for my little white redheaded butt. I love the taste of shark. Shark never had a fishy taste and was good eating. As A child it always made me think of the bigger sharks in the water and how close to shore they would swim especially if we were realing them in from the shore. I would see more sharks in my life time. They come in may shapes and personalities. Stay tuned for part 2.
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