"We unloaded from the tender onto a white sandy beach where there was a pontoon-of-sorts, two men sweeping, a patrol boat and a lot of hermit-crabs. We tiptoed into the crystal clear water, in the lee of the curving coconut palms......... followed by some of the boys carrying bloody meat scraps. As soon as the blood began dripping into the water, the sharks were there. They shot past and around us with jaws snapping and tails flicking in every direction. As more blood and meat hit the water, their numbers increased and we were standing right in the middle of a feeding frenzy. Some of us snorkelled and the others just looked down through the water`s surface into the tangle of cruising killers! The sharks were black-tipped youngsters, but the profile of a baby shark and a full-grown adult is exactly the same, and when we put our heads into the water and scanned around, there was little to tell our brains that these babies were harmless! I kept my fingers curled into my palms......"
(Joanna Simpson)
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