speedking

"Show me the way to go home ..."

Karl 227

Anyone want to see my scar?

Jamie

The theory is that they nibble you to find out what you are. They don't have hands, so how else can they investigate? If a great white wanted to kill you, it could." sod that i aint surfing there!

Freak

'Smile you son of a b*tch '

carnivorous

welcome to beginner's surfing 101. you will each be issued a piece of meat. should you encounter a shark on your lesson today, keep very very still and throw your meat as far away from yourself and your fellow students as possible.

WICKED.

Karl 227

It would make you do a little poop though, I reckon

DCI Gene Hunt

Probably the best thing to do.... its easier for you to swim through water than for a shark to swim through ****

Matteeboy

Mentioned it before but a mate of mine got munched not long ago by a Great White in South Africa - was all over the news.

His leash (surfboard legrope) saved his achillies tendon and a few punches and kicks (with the leg that wasn't being chewed) saved his life.
Had tonnes of stitches but apart from nasty scarring, his leg still works fine.

lestippp

Problem with this is that when they take a "nibble" you tend to be missing a leg or have your guts fall out and after all that they just leave you to bleed to death

Sharks are amazing, wish the mighty megaladon was still around, it makes white sharks look like small fry you could use a bull elephant as bait when fishing for one

Karl 227

Well, looking at the distribution (in blue) of the Great White, it's certainly not impossible that one should bump into the beast of bodmin having an evening drink on the shoreline having spent a pleasant evening in the company of Lord Lucan

Matteeboy

The place we surfed in S NZ (for three weeks) had a confirmed sighting of a heft great white exactly where we'd been surfing the day we left!

STi wanna Subaru

iTrader: (1)

Here fishy fishy!

Karl 227

Sti, I don't think so

STi wanna Subaru

iTrader: (1)

What?! Must be real

Ignore that bit in the bottom right

Karl 227

I had something similar in Kenya, I found a great looking bay one afternoon and went snorkelling there, everyone else was lying on the beach but no-one else was in the water, and I mean NO-ONE, except me. After I'd been in there for a good half an hour I came out and two native boys were sat at the waters edge and started telling me how brave I was, when I asked them why they told me that a large Great White had been seen there that morning and that there were shark warning notices up on the road. I would have seen them had I not found it by walking along the beach

carnivorous

the trick is to stay really calm and engage said animal in a reasonable debate vis-a-vis the pro's and con's of munching on your appendages. speaking from experience, i find great white's to be very sensible creatures with a penchant for moonlit walks on the beach, ancient philosophy and extended discussions about the world economy.
here fishy fishy fishy.

DCI Gene Hunt

I do like the old "Punch them on the nose and they'll let go...." line, YER feckin RIGHT..... just stop biting me enough so I can punch your nose

Matteeboy

Errrmmm - it worked with the mate I wass talking about in South Africa.
Splendid pub story too.

DCI Gene Hunt

I'd get the one that thought "Right, if its a feckin fight yer want "

carnivorous

nah they've changed it, you're meant to kick em in the nads / flaps now.

i love all those protect yourself from animals theories. i have got a female dobermann at only 30 kilos, but she is a fully trained protection dog. was in germany last year (Berlin) and three turkish blokes decided they wanted my wallet. i warned them that the dog was trained. turkish bloke number one laughs and kicks the dog - hard! big mistake. long story short, she didn't let go of his leg until i told her to. they cleared off - fast. judging by the amount of blood i'd say he needed a few stitches.

if a weeny little dog does that, good luck punching a Great White.

if anyone wants to practice, you're welcome to come round and smack my dog on the nose....see if she lets go!

LOL

carnivorous

fair enough. maybe the shark just didn't like the taste.....i reckon if something is hanging onto your leg it's probably quite instinctive to start smackin the f**ker as hard as you can......but then i'm no marine biologist.

lestippp

That's what a Meg would look like if they were still around, superb

By the way if you ever come across a book called "the meg" have a read it's like Jaws but can eat cruise liners....."you're gonna need a bigger boat"

Loost

Arnt you supposed to poke its eyes ?..

Jamie

Punch them loost

springbok

The discovery channel (in ths USA) are doing a shark week special. Very insteresting. Shark Week

They had a guy from Brazil who had been attacked, lost both hands but he did smack the great white on the nose (stumps by now) and they reckoned that did save his life.



In my younger years I used to fish off boats in and round Plymouth where I still live, and we did see the basking sharks occasionally just milling about.

They had to delay a Class1 Offshore power boat race last year as a 20 foot basking shark had wondered onto the race circuit.
An 800HP 160MPH Class One Offshore powerboat and 20 foot basking shark wouldn't mix too well It eventually wondered off into the distance.

Odds on

Didn't pslewis go on holiday down that way? Has he got bored surfing the net with wind ups and moved on to winding up the the surfers?

FlightMan

The cage goes into the water... you go into the water... the sharks in the water... our Shark.
-Quint

Smile you son a bitch!
-Police Chief Martin Brody

What we have here is a eating machine.
--Richard Dryfuss

SideShowBob

Great Whites arent actually responsible for many of the attacks that have occured, besides being credited with them.

In Southern Africa/Mozambique the Bull shark is responsible for far more attacks than the Great White, but any time there's an attack the image of the Great White comes to mind, and it sounds much more scary when you say it was a Great White attack, catches the headlines.

Not sure how many people that get attacked have time to take in the difference between a GW and a Bull or Tiger shark, I recon you suddenly get set upon by an enormous animal with masses of teeth that's tasting you to see if it wants to eat you, and if you are lucky enough to survive chances are you wont have had a good enough look to determine what type of shark it is, despite GW's being quite distinctive.

Throughout history it always seems to have been reported that it was a Great White that attacked so and so, but in reality it is widely believed that these attacks were likely to have been a Bull or Tiger shark, they go for just about anything.

One major problem is all the cage diving that is going on these days, sharks now associate boats and divers with food, as they chum the water to attract them, and that's not a good association.

Saying that, they do attack humans, like that vid of a surfer having a near miss with two of them, or that woman on a scientific boat that lost her leg, I wouldnt exactly try petting one.

Hopefully they dont go extinct, amazing animal.

kbsub

Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.