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Originally Posted by RIJIMMY
how did you get knocked over by a dead shark?  |
It was in Montauk. Here's a post about it on another sites "Montauk thread";
Again, I am remiss in not saying that ALL my fishing is/was at night. That's what I meant by having the 'nerve'. It's one thing to wade or crawl to a rock in the day with some surf. It is much different at night. A true story; One night during a rainy new moon in the fall, I am by myself and, up to my chest when the waves heave, close to North bar. The fishing is OK with a pick of small fish with a nice one every now and then. The wind is out of the NE and the tide is on the way out. The fish are hitting on the swing to my right and the waves are hitting me on my left so my attention is focused to my right with an occasional peak to my left. As usual, every once in a while a larger wave will show up and one did. But I saw it coming and so I stopped my retrieve and jumped up in the air with arms raised. The usual move. At the peak of my jump as the wave is passing, I am struck in the side by something very heavy that knocks me backwards and I go under. No big deal, I touch bottom and start to get up and am knocked down again by this 'thing'. Now I'm like WTF ? And I am looking while turning on my light. It takes me about 2 seconds to see the underwater outline of about a 6-7 foot shark. I FREAK while scrambling/crab walking backward through the surf and rocks dragging my rod and screaming like an 8 year old girl (I am in tears laughing while I type this !). I finally get back to near the waters edge and I am scanning the water while checking myself for some 'horrible' wound. After looking frantically at the water (my horrible wound search turned up nothing) I spy the shark rolling around in the wash. It is a blue shark that has been 'finned' and it's as dead as Terrel Owens is to the Eagles. I damn near died at first with fear and then laughter but I have to say I was PRETTY skittish the rest of the night ! Stuff happens.