Summer Vacation, Beach Fishing, Shark
When I was a teenager, our family would take the annual four week summer holidays to a pissant little seaside village on the north coast of NSW called "Red Rock". We would rent a holiday cottage, swim at the beach, fish in the river, all that Aussie summer holidays stuff. One morning my father decided he and I would go to the main beach at low tide, and try our luck fishing.

So, there I was, standing about thigh deep in the water, casting my line out, reeling in back in, rebaiting the hook, casting it out... I saw a wave slightly larger than the others coming in, so as it approached me I took a few steps back, to where the water was shallower. As I stepped back, there in the white foamy water, was this large (maybe 15 inch wide) open mouth filled with fuck-awful sharp teeth (sharp like I'll bite your arms off, eat you up, and spit out your arsehole). I'm sure my bladder let go as I ran backwards out of the water.

Never been fishing again. But three summers ago, I was back there, visiting my parents - we went to Red Rock, and walking along the top of the dunes I saw several topless women sunbathing - that was a sight to see.
(Maclir, Thu 5 Apr 2012, 18:47, Reply)