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    Scuba Myth Busters

    November 14, 2010

    Even the Great White Shark looks tame in comparison to this beast...

    Even the Great White Shark looks tame in comparison to this beast...

    Scuba divers frequently get eaten by giant ______.

      (Fill in the blank: giant octopi, sharks, man-eating conchs, radioactive seahorses, etc.)

    FALSE.  You have a better chance of being killed by a vending machine than being eaten by a shark.  Seriously.  Jacques Cousteau once said that “Man, of all the animals, is the only one to consider himself a great delicacy.”  Just because there are some large predatory animals living in the oceans does not mean that they are gunning for every diver that jumps in.  Divers, in general, are too big and too loud (i.e. intimidating) for most creatures to consider us a food source.  Not to mention that a human’s bone/muscle mass to fat ratio is darn near indigestible and definitely not appetizing, even to a great white shark.  This is not to say caution be damned: I would advise against bronco riding a bull shark and parading about the sea floor with an octopus as a fashion accessory.  But, to answer the question from countless co-workers, airplane seatmates, relatives, and even the little old lady who walks her chihuahua by my house every day at 9am, no, I am not concerned that something will eat me while scuba diving.

     

    Chicks dig divers.

    TRUE.  Of course it helps if the diver in question is buff, tan and 22.  If you are 50, hairy and can’t fit your beer gut into your wetsuit, you may find this myth to be false.  Interestingly, many dive boats actually have a larger proportion of men on them than women.  So, ladies, if you are looking to meet some new and interesting people, scuba might be the thing for you.  If you don’t make a love connection, at least you got some good exercise and explored a bit of the incredible ocean.  It’s got to be better than speed dating.

     

    Diving is a great opportunity to do something with my husband/wife/partner/sister/brother/child/friend/good looking neighbor, etc.

    MAYBE.  Divers learn at different paces, so just because you and the target of your affection start out in scuba lessons together does not necessarily mean that you will progress at the same pace or enjoy the same type of diving.  There is always at least one person on every dive boat whose former dive buddy just wants to sit on the beach, play golf or find the bottom of their margarita glass (repeatedly).  Fear not, however, if you find yourself in this solitary predicament.  Divers are a welcoming bunch.  You will most likely be able to trade in your current stick-in-the-mud friend for a shiny new dive buddy who shares your interests.

     

    All scuba diving must be dangerous.

    FALSE.  Divers tend to choose their most extreme scuba experiences to share with others.  Tales of swimming vertically down the Devil’s Throat in Mexico or swirling in the murky Cauldron of Death in Chile make for impressive bar room stories more so than floating along in the 10 foot deep Flower Gardens.  Sitting on the shallow ocean floor watching a sand eel pop its head in and out of its hole just doesn’t extract the same listener reaction as the bull shark that tore a chunk out of your fin as you escaped towards the dive boat.  Scuba can be as dangerous or as benign as the diver chooses, based on the dive profile, resident critters and skill level of the diver in question.  Like many things in life, there is a comfortable level to be had for everyone.

     

    Learning to dive can turn you into James Bond or Scuba Steve.

    MAYBE.  If you just don’t have a cool bone in your body, no amount of bottom time will help.  But, if you are looking to add a little spice to an otherwise tame existence, scuba might be for you.  You’ll meet new people.  You’ll have something new to talk about around the water cooler on Monday.  You might even find you are motivated to go to the gym a bit more (so next time you can actually lift that tank).  Note: spy gadgets and Bond-like attitude are not included in standard scuba gear.

     

    Divers are required to have 3-day old stubble, a bad crew cut and a tattoo that says Mom.

    FALSE.  Yes, once upon a time scuba was reserved for the “heartiest” of humans who grunted and spat, while grabbing their god-given jewels before entering the water.  Also, there was a time when most people thought the world was flat.  So…has anything Nostradamus promised come to fruition lately?  No?  Then let’s let go of this Neanderthal notion of diving, shall we?  Most dive boats hold a healthy combination of divers that are old and young, male and female, and (possibly concerningly) a wide variety of physical fitness.  Scuba diving is now done (literally) on the 4 corners of the globe in every language you can name.  I will say, however, that many die-hard divers have aquatic themed tattoos.  Why?  I have no idea, other than their conviction for the sea.  I don’t have one myself, but am shopping for one now.  I’m thinking a whaleshark with a wave.  Maybe a Mom whaleshark.

    Jell-O at Jellyfish Lake

    Jell-O at Jellyfish Lake

    In the 1960’s Jacques Yves Cousteau claimed Palau’s underwater walls, reefs and drop offs as the world’s best.  Forty+ years later, divers still agree with this assessment.  Palau, formally known as the Republic of Palau, or Belau to native Palauans, is an island nation in the Pacific Ocean about 2000 miles south of Tokyo, but with less baseball.  The Spanish, Germans, Japanese, and finally the Americans have all played Gilligan’s Island in Palau, leaving a pinch of customs, language, and technology here and there.  Palau was a part of the Trust Territory of the Pacific Islands, which the U.S. headed at the end of World War II.  In 1994 the Republic of Palau moved out of their parent’s basement and became independent.

    This island nation has cultivated their underwater tourism by encouraging hotel development around the capital city, Koror, and by establishing numerous dive operators.  But the true fuel of the dive trade in Palau isn’t manmade: the nation boasts 100+ pristine dive sites and healthy, diverse, and prolific sea life. Palau has over 1500 types of fish and 700 coral and anemone species. Most of the dive sites are sure to produce sightings of the 6 different kinds of sharks and 5 different kinds of turtles found there.   While there are too many fantastic dives to name, below are a few of my favorites.

    Read moreBlue Corner – Listing this site is not surprising, as it is the most famous one in Palau and is lauded in dive magazines and books alike.  But, it is hands-down my favorite dive in the whole world, so it gets the top spot on the list.  Here a finger of land extends out into deep water off the southwestern area of the Ngemelis Islands, creating a unique outcropping of rock and coral.   Sand gullies cut through the reef, which drops down to a large ledge in about 50ft, before disappearing into the endless blue.  A wicked current usually whips around this point bringing tasty nutrients and hungry fish.  Local dive guides invented the “reef hook”, a lanyard that attaches to your BC and hooks into dead piece of coral.  By slightly inflating the scuba vest and facing the open ocean beyond the edge of the wall, divers can watch the activity unfold without getting tired and using up all of their air. Visibility is good, ranging from 60’ to 90’.If conditions are at their best then expect to see swirling schools of barracuda and jacks, snapper and bass, huge Maori wrasse and dozens of whitetip and grey reef sharks.  On several dives there, the most curious of the sharks would swim right towards us, veering off at the last moment before we soiled our wetsuits.  I imagined them picking each of us off one by one, in Goldilocks and the Three Bears style: that diver is too thin, that one’s got too much gear, that one’s just right.  Other sea life highlights at this site include: pink and violet coral, pyramid butterflyfish, spotted eagle rays, square anthias, yellowtail fusiliers, sargent majors, moorish idols, emperor angelfish, midnight parrotfish and stingrays.

    Jellyfish Lake – Jellyfish Lake is on one of the rock islands, Mecherchar.  The lake is completely isolated, although the limestone allows for an exchange of salinity with the ocean.  The lake is filled with mastigias and moon jellyfish.  Because of their isolation from predators these jellies have lost their ability to sting, so they have adapted to feeding on symbiotic algae instead.  It is an excellent study in evolution, an example of function driving form that Darwin would have loved.  Of course no adventure in Palau is an easy one, but if you can get over the difficulties of accessing the site, it is completely worth it.  In order to get to the lake one has to hike 20 minutes up and over the lip of the island.  In some places the trail is good and even has a rope to steady the climber.  In others, it is just a mud slide.  Along the route there are several instances of an indigenous tree that leaks poisonous sap.  And, of course, every once in awhile there is the tour bus of saltwater crocodiles that seem to appear at all the good Palauan activities.  Scuba is not allowed in the lake because of a toxic layer of hydrogen sulfide found at 50 feet, so technically this is a snorkel, not a dive.  But, inconveniences aside, swimming through the water with the jellies is like pushing handfuls of Jell-O.  It is an experience like no other in the world.

    Wreck of the Iro – This wreck, the most famous in Palau, is located at Urukthapel Bay. It is 470ft long and weighed 14,050 tons.  The Iro was one of a fleet of 10 Shiretoko class freighters.  She sank on 31 March 1944 and rests upright on a silt and sand bottom 130ft below the surface. When you descend, you’ll come across a large gun mounted on the bow. The deck is still relatively intact as is the starboard anchor. The bridge has easy access, but the crews’ quarters underneath require you to penetrate the hull. There is a gun that is still fixed to the stern.  Divers can peer into the engine room because its ceiling had been demolished. The masts and kingpost have attracted a wide variety of invertebrate life; from sponges, to staghorn coral, sea whips, black coral, giant clams and oysters. Batfish, large pufferfish, 8-banded butterflyfish, orangebanded butterflyfish, and small big-eye trevally are commonly found along the ship.

    The Blue Holes- This site consists of four uniquely formed blue holes in the reef that drop into a large cavern which then opens out on the reef wall into the surrounding ocean. In the inside of the cavern, visibility ranges from 45 to 120’. On sunny days great shafts of light beam down through the upper openings, lighting up interior all the way to the bottom at 110ft, like a large cathedral. In inner walls are covered with a variety of cup & stylaster corals and huge whip corals sprout from the cavern roof.  Look for fish swimming upside down  on the ceiling of the cavern.  But, this geological anomaly delivers not only a cavern dive, but also a drift and wall dive once divers exit through one of two openings on the reef face. Grouper, napoleon wrasse, triggerfish, moorish idols, butterflyfish, anemones and turtles are all found here.

    German Channel – Located with Ngemelis Island on the left and Ngedebus Island on the right, German Channel was built in the 1900’s, when the German administration blasted through the reef to complete the natural channel and allow ships to pass from the southern islands of Peleliu and Angaur to Koror. Today it is used as passage through the south-western barrier reef to many of the outer dive sites. It is not actually in German Channel that people dive, but at the entrance to the channel at an area usually known as German Channel Wall or Drop-Off. Here, some 200 yards from the entrance to the channel itself, the seafloor, at a depth of 50-60ft consists of a sandy substrate interspersed with large individual coral formations. This dive is popular for its manta cleaning station, where the manta and the occasional reef shark come to be cleaned by cleaner wrasse. You can also see other kinds of rays including sting rays, spotted eagle rays, and ornate eagle rays.

    Ulong Channel – This drift dive site is situated on the west coast of Palau, close to Siaes Tunnel. The entrance is covered with coral gardens and the channel itself stretches some 500m – at an average width of 33m – to the lagoon. There is a sandy bottom at the entrance where shark gather together to feed on the fish that are swept inside.   The bottom varies in depth from between 10-15m and is clear of coral, but the sides are decorated with soft coral and sea fans. Diving Ulong can only be done on an incoming tide; fresh, clean water is pushed into the channel and you essentially hitch a ride and go with the flow. If the current is really ripping then you have almost no chance of back tracking if you see something of interest. About half way the channel splits into two – the left hand route is the best, as a huge stand of green lettuce coral grows along the flank of this section; amongst the corals large anemones are home to clownfish and shrimps. The right hand route also has some good fan corals, but is not as good. After 20 minutes drifting down the channel it breaks out into the lagoon. Divers will be able to see tons of plate coral that houses squirrelfish, glasseyes and soldier fish.  If the current is strong there will be as many or more sharks concentrated at the mouth of the channel as at Blue Corner on a good day.

    Saies Tunnel – This site is an enormous underwater cavern with three openings into the chamber from the side of the reef wall. The entrance to the cavern starts at approximately 100 feet and the bottom is over 140 feet.  The sheer wall that starts at the surface drops down to 200 feet and beyond to the open ocean. Often, sleeping whitetips and stingrays can be seen relaxing at the back of the cavern. The roof and walls of the cavern are covered in a variety of cup corals, black coral, stylasters and hydroids.  The bottom slopes up toward two large sea fan-covered windows that allow light to penetrate the cavern and provide exit points to the reef wall.  The bottom of Saies Tunnel is deep – about 130ft – so time spent in the interior is short, but upon exiting there are rewarding opportunities along the reef itself – wonderful hard corals, sea fans and tropical fish, including pyramid butterfly fish and brightly colored anthias.  A great dive, but not for novices.

    Peleliu Cut – Peleliu Cut is part of a vertical wall, which runs along the western side of Peleliu Island, turns and extends to Peleliu Corner at the most southerly point within the main island group of Palau. This section of the reef, which includes Peleliu Wall, is the deepest reef structure in Palau. The top of the reef is a plateau that gradually drops from 30 feet in front of the WWII monument to 90 feet where Peleliu Expressway and Peleliu Cut merge to create Peleliu Corner.  The top of the plateau hosts large numbers of tropical fish including pyramid butterflyfish, square anthias, moorish idols, sergeant majors, yellowtail fusiliers, palette surgeonfish, bumphead parrotfish and purple anthias. It is also common to see large congregations of jacks, batfish, and snapper.  Dense concentrations of bright yellow soft corals, long strands of cable corals, big bushes of black corals and sea fans decorate the sheer reef wall.  An insane amount of pelagic fish have been seen at the Cut and the Corner, including sperm whales, whale sharks, tiger sharks, bull sharks, orcas, sailfish, and blue marlin.  The swift, unpredictable currents here make this an advanced dive not appropriate for the faint of heart!

    This is not a Great White, but he plays one on TV...

    This is not a Great White, but he plays one on TV...

    Upon arrival at the dive site, the captain anchored the boat while the divemaster jumped up on the boat’s bench seat and prepared to deliver his briefing.  The divemaster was long and lean, with flowing hair bleached blond by the sun.  He appeared confident, even cocky, an attitude fueled by the successful execution of hundreds of shark feeds without any noticeable loss of his body parts.

    “Okay, who has done a shark feed before?”  No one raised their hands.  “Okay, so who has gone diving in Moorea before?”  Again, no one raised their hands.  We were a really impressive group.  “So, has anyone actually done any scuba diving anywhere?” 

    “We just got certified in Bora Bora,” I said proudly, an admission met with congratulations from the other divers.  The divemaster’s face fell. 

    “Okay, so we will keep this easy.  Descend directly to the bottom.  I will show you where to go.  Do not move around.  Do not gesture or hold your hands out towards the sharks.  Do not make erratic movements.”  Do not pass go.  Do not collect $100.  Do not feel bad about pushing the diver next to you towards the shark’s open mouth if it looks like it is going to attack.

    As the other divers suited up, I peered over the side of the boat into the bottomless cobalt abyss.  The sky had clouded up, causing the water to appear murky and foreboding.  Off the back of the boat I noticed fins breaking the surface, lots of them.

    “What are those?” I asked the divemaster.

    “Reef sharks.  Small ones,” he said.  “They know they’re gonna get fed, so they’re waiting for us.  They’ll leave when the big guys show up.”

    This endeavor began to look less and less like a great idea.  Clearly we were expected to jump into the water with the sharks swirling on the surface, like lobsters dropped into a boiling pot of water.  I envisioned the sharks heating up some drawn butter in anticipation of our entry.  We geared up, preparing to take the plunge.  I lingered while putting on my scuba vest, cleaning my mask, and slipping on my fins in hopes of being the last diver to jump into the water.  The shark “feeder,” one of the crew members, donned a suit made of heavy woven chain designed to protect him from shark bites.  The chain mail suit covered him from head to toe in medieval scuba chic.  He looked like a tropical Knight of the Round Table.

    The moment divers entered the water, the surface sharks disappeared.  I took a giant stride off the back of the boat and instantly felt more relaxed as I soaked up the warm, 80 degree water.  As we descended the visibility improved and I realized the depth was only 35 feet.  The sloped, rocky sea floor undulated with deep grooves like mini canyons extending out towards deeper water.  The divemaster guided our group to a point at the shallower end of one of the grooves and gestured for us to stay put.  Holding a stationary position would be difficult, however, because the significant waves at the surface created a surge of water down below.  With each passing wave, we floated forward and back five feet.  Despite our best efforts, we could not control it; the water moved each diver with a force that flailing arms and legs just couldn’t combat. 

    I heard the splash as the heavily-weighted shark feeder entered the water.  As he sank to the bottom about 25 feet in front of us, I noticed he held a large bag full of fish bits for feeding.  A tsunami of small fish engulfed him, greedily eyeing up his bag of food as he prepared for the feeding frenzy.  Sir Fish Head took a chunk of snack out of his bag and placed it on the end of a long, pointed stick, which could double nicely as a jousting lance later in the day if needed.  Appearing suddenly from the blue, as if by magic, was a small black-tip reef shark.  It snatched the piece of fish then like a shot disappeared back into the blue.  The surrounding small fish went crazy picking up the bits of fish flesh the shark left behind. 

    Although that early shark caught the proverbial worm, the rest of the shark flock was not far behind.  Reef sharks started appearing from all directions, replacing the fish swarming around the feeder.  The sharks were anywhere from two to five feet long, not huge, but impressive because of their sheer numbers.  I counted at least 20 of them, though there could have been more.  Sharks streaked in and out of view, grabbing, tearing, and stealing the bits of food offered, working their way into a true feeding frenzy.The surge grew worse, and I could no longer hold myself upright and face-forward because of all of the water movement.  I leaned at a 45 degree angle to my right, my left leg thrust awkwardly high in front of me like I was trying to clear an invisible, aquatic hurdle.  The other divers were also having trouble.  My husband floated on his stomach, his legs steadily rising up and threatening to flip him over.  Another diver had already achieved the flip and stared upside down between his legs at the fish feeding spectacle.  Our collective lack of underwater skills made us look like a deficient Cirque du Soleil troop knockoff.  Our attention, though, was focused on the amazing display of power in front of us, our various acrobatics all but unnoticed.

    Then, as abruptly as they arrived, all the fish and sharks left.  The silence was eerie, no swishing tails, no crunches of fish bones.  The only animals I could see were us awkward humans suspended in the water.  Clearly the other fish knew something we did not.  The divemaster pointed to the distance, behind us and to the left.  Divemasters, in general, tend to be a jaded bunch, having seen almost everything there is to see underwater.  If one points to something there is a high likelihood that it is something amazing and so it’s wise to take a look.

    An enormous shark swam towards Sir Fish Head who looked surprisingly at ease despite the pelagic dragon barreling towards him.  No wonder all the other sea creatures left the area; this shark could have easily eaten anything that had previously been swimming around us.  The ten-foot lemon shark bulged around the middle, having clearly indulged in a whole lot of fish.  So corpulent, in fact, that I suspected one might find several masks and fins in its stomach.   The brown-hued creature had yellow overtones and two large dorsal fins.   It grabbed the proffered fish head without chewing; one gulp swallowed it whole.

    A second lemon shark appeared, chunky as the first, but not as long.  Sir Fish Head barely had time to pull another fish piece out of his bag before hungry jaws closed near his hand.  I wondered what would happen when the fish bag grew empty.   At the end of a meal I usually need a little desert.  With all my gear I hoped I didn’t look too much like a tasty wetsuit filled with rocky road ice cream.

    needs butterMany consider the Exuma Cays to be the most beautiful chain of islands in the Bahamas. These islands are the very definition of “tropical paradise” with turquoise waters lapping miles of white sand beaches and secluded anchorages. The Exumas comprise 365 cays spread over 120 miles.  The cays themselves vary in size and terrain: some are low and barren with white sandy beaches; others have rolling hills covered with dense vegetation and small trees. The largest of the cays, and the only one with any significant population, is Great Exuma, which is 37 mi (60 km) in length.  The northernmost islands are under an hour away from Nassau by speedboat and many tour operators offer day trips. George Town on Great Exuma has the only airport in the islands, which receives flights from Miami, Ft. Lauderdale and Nassau.

    Water visibility ranges from 80 to 150 feet, depending on the site.  There are a wide variety of underwater opportunities to cater to every taste, including drift dives, shallow reefs and deep reefs, walls, tunnels and swim throughs, and even blue holes to explore. Expect to see large ocean-going fish like sharks, eagle rays, barracuda, along with standard reef fish and invertebrates like colorful nudibranches.  Healthy stands of black coral, elkhorn coral, and staghorn coral can be found at numerous sites.

    A dramatic drop-off runs parallel to the islands along Exuma Sound on the eastern side. The wall starts in about 50 feet of water and plummets to several thousand. The edge contains huge caverns, tunnels, and large fish of numerous species.

    Just inside the wall are areas of reef formations in 20-60 feet of water. These reefs vary from shallow coral gardens to tall coral heads on white sand. These shallower dives yield hundreds of species from the smallest nudibranchs and shrimp to the larger reef fishes such as barracudas and sharks.

    To the west of the Exumas, the Great Bahama Bank ranges 40 miles. Only 40 feet deep, these shallow coral reefs teem with tropical fish. The tidal flow creates strong currents between the islands – ideal for drift dives over a mile in length.

    Some of the more interesting dives include:

    Thunderball Grotto – This impressive hollowed out island close to Staniel Cay is an underwater paradise teaming with tropical fish, rare sponges and corals. This setting was used for scenes from James Bond’s “Thunderball” and “Never Say Never Again” as well Disney’s “Splash”. Weave through the grotto’s many entrances and passageways, then escape to the outside through its holes. Gaze skyward when inside the amphitheater to see light streaming through the roof where rain has eroded natural skylights.

    Wax Cay Cut – A high velocity drift dive, considered by many to be one of the finest in the Caribbean.  Fly like Superman at speeds of over 2 knots past vibrant corals and sea fans. You will see rays, sharks, eels and numerous fish as you drift with the current in this cut between the islands. The sheer density of staghorn, pillar and finger corals is amazing. There are several other drifts dives in Exuma such as Hammerhead Gulch and Coral Cut, but none quite as impressive as this.

    Dog Rock Wall –  Hundreds of Atlantic spadefish call this spot home.  Glass minnows choke the swim-throughs that lead to the wall.  Massive black coral trees decorate the wall face.

    Angelfish Blue Hole –  Just off Elizabeth Harbour, rising and falling tides create an ever-moving current through this cavern, attracting a huge variety of fish. The site drops from 30 to 90 feet before entering a cave system best left to certified cave divers. However, the schooling fish and large angelfish that occupy the blue hole are magnificent.

    Amberjack Reef – A patch reef where you are sure to see a number of different types of sharks including Caribbean Reef sharks and nurse sharks due to the numerous operators who feed them. Large black groupers also ply the area looking for a handout.

    The Washing Machine – The strong incoming tide takes scuba divers through a narrow cut where water drops off a ledge and then makes a sharp bend to the left. This causes the water to swirl like the water in a washing machine, sometimes tossing scuba divers head over heels. After passing through the cut, divers swim out over a large patch reef filled with typical tropical fish and coral.

    The Exuma Cays Land and Sea Park – This site is part of the Bahamas National Trust, encompassing 176 square miles of pristine diving in which all living creatures are protected.  These waters have been managed as a no-take marine fishery reserve since 1986. This has allowed populations of commercially important species such as queen conch, Nassau grouper and spiny lobster to thrive. In addition, sea turtles swim throughout the coral reefs that teem with marine life.

    ‘Tis the season for gift giving, a time when many people stress out about purchasing the perfect present for their special someone. My family has caught on that I have a scuba affinity and so most of my gifts are ocean-themed (I get Dramamine in my stocking every year.)

    Recently I was scanning the scuba catalogs for “Christmas Wish List” items and came across several pieces of “gear” of dubious purpose. Though they may look appealing on a glossy page, these trinkets are destined to be abandoned under a boat’s bench seat sometime in the future by a frustrated diver with a lighter wallet. Links to these actual products have been provided for your enjoyment.

    Scuba Lobster Inn (W/Zipper) – “The most popular collection bag for lobstering.” Lobsters check in, but they can’t check out. When you are ready to eat, just unzip and boil. Comes in your choice of 4 colors, none of which you can see underwater.

    Cold Water Mittens – 7mm neoprene mitts by Edge with velcro/elastic wrist closures. Warm, but not terribly useful if you need to use any fingers underwater. Plus, your little kid mittens will most likely draw the ridicule of fellow divers. Topside activities with this gear include making snowmen.

    Aqua Maracas – “Shake things up next time your down! This lightweight, compact, underwater signaling device is audible over 30 feet away.” It’s a perfect complement to your Scuba Samba and guaranteed to frighten all the fish.

    “Dive Naked” License Plate – Conceptually I like the idea, but in practice I would think there might be some chaffing associated with this activity. What I know for sure is that NO ONE at my place of employment needs to see me pull into the parking lot with this on my car.

    5-Page Wrist Dive Slate (w/free extra pencil!) – For those who are inspired to write an entire novel while underwater or carry on a lengthy conversation on existentialism with their dive buddy.  Or perhaps it is meant to capture a checklist of scuba steps: Step 1 – Inhale, Step 2- Exhale, Step 3- Inhale…People who bought this gift should have also bought the Guide to Underwater Hand Signals.

    The Shark Shield – “The Shark Shield incorporates two electrodes, which project the field from the unit and thus create an invisible protective shield that surrounds the user…” Sort of like one of those canine electric fences, but for sea life. Order in the next ten minutes and we’ll include a free can of Turtle Repellent. One question: if it is invisible, how do you know its working?

    Carl

    Carl

    My name is Carcharodon carcharias, the Great White Shark, but my friends call me Carl.   I’m a recovering seal-aholic.  It’s a ten step program involving less cuter food sources.  The point is, I’m much more civilized that you make me out to be; we sharks are really misunderstood!  I enjoy long moonlit swims and fin nipping just like any other aquatic romantic.  Yeah, there was that one unfortunate incident with that surfer a few years back.  But, he didn’t even taste good and I spit him out right away.  Hey, we all make mistakes.

    This week the Discovery Channel is running Shark Week, seven days of sensational shark shows filled with ferocity, attacks, and lots of close up teeth action (they always seem to pick the sharks that don’t floss – their mouths are way scarier.)  I hear that the network is also pleading for reef conservation and appreciation of us beauties, but is this positive message getting lost among the carnage? Or, is depicting our “active” lifestyle the only way to attract viewers so that the conservation message can be delivered?  Hey, we at the reef appreciate all this publicity, but keep in mind we’re not bloodthirsty monsters, but reasonable fish just looking for a snack (I personally get light-headed at the site of blood, I haven’t donated in years).  Why can’t we all get along?

    Shark Week link: http://dsc.discovery.com/convergence/sharkweek/sharkweek.html