Wednesday, June 1, 2011
The Reef Is Shark-Infested
Something strong grabbed the hook. When it fled away from me, the ominous shark fin surfaced, so I relinquished all the line it wanted as I retreated shoreward. My underwater walking was frighteningly slow. By the time the shark reached the limit of the line and returned to see what was on my end, I was in waist-high water, halfway between its comfort zone and mine.
I kept the line tight. The only thing scarier than watching a shark go around you in ever-shrinking circles is not knowing where the hell it is. We were destined to meet in a few more rotations. When I cautiously netted the razor-toothed, glassy-eyed beast, my heart was pounding.
This writer's second-most-exciting shark encounter took place at the cinema. The Reef is probably the best shark movie ever made. The Australian film is tenser than Jaws with almost none of the silliness. The real-time pace, effective use of silence, and water-level perspective make it seem like the events are really happening - plus you're a part of it. Two couples enjoy a relaxing cruise, until their boat overturns in dangerous waters. Don't miss the chance to share their experience without sharing their fate.