So how does this story go? Carmi Paris who is both a RnR Legacy member, wonderful rower, cook, leader in her industry among other great things, seems to have an aversion to sharks. She sends me these articles about the great whites at the Cape and in Maine (even though they are 3+ years ago) and believes that they are all around us when we row. We just can't see them. Of course my response is that seeing Santa would be a more likely senario than a shark while rowing.Well you can pretty much guess where this blog is heading. Yes, readers this all changed last week during a row in Key Largo.
It was more like a sharket or a sharkie. Couldnt have been more than 30". I've caught larger stripers up north. But yes Carmi it sluiced through the water back fin exposed and chased after my oar blade thinking it was a food source of some sort. It startled me a bit and the sound track from Jaws quickly entered my brain. Then it was gone. It now can be said that the capt rows with the sharkies. and just maybe there is a Santa Clause somewhere out there
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