The Ocean

Sharks don't bother me, I have a law degree. It's professional courtesy.

No, I always make sure about the shark conditions before I get in. I saw Jaws.
 
Thanks, Frankie. Now I know why my father is eighty five years old and swims in the ocean with such impunity.:D
 
Actually the truth is that sharks flee from lawyers. They are afraid we will sue them for harassment, racism or file some sort of hate crime violation against them.
 
I lived on Vancouver Island logging and commercial fishing for 24 years.The last time I jumped in the ocean was in the winter when a friend was drowning to pull him out.It was dark and so cold I thought I was going to die.That is when I became a beach person.
 
Sharks don't bother me, I have a law degree. It's professional courtesy.

No, I always make sure about the shark conditions before I get in. I saw Jaws.

Hehe Funny stuff! Glad to hear that you check the conditions. It's always shocking how close to the shore some of those attacks are actually happening.
 
I lived on Vancouver Island logging and commercial fishing for 24 years.The last time I jumped in the ocean was in the winter when a friend was drowning to pull him out.It was dark and so cold I thought I was going to die.That is when I became a beach person.

How wonderful for you... but moreso for your friend! Isn't it a marvelous feeling to know that we were in the right place at the right time and made a difference in someone's life?
 
Actually the truth is that sharks flee from lawyers. They are afraid we will sue them for harassment, racism or file some sort of hate crime violation against them.

My father is about the most boring man in the world, and as we know sharks need to keep moving to stay alive, their sense of self-preservation sends them swimming off immediately.
 
Old Logger,
That is an outstanding reason to just jump right in and I'm so glad you were in the right place at the right time.
 
The same friend and I were heading up Johnson strait another time,when we hit a cross swell about three feet high.Basically this is a speedbump on water.He was steering the boat and I was leaning on the wheelhouse talking to him when we hit the swell.I ended up being tossed about twenty feet sideways over the water.I yelled and he threw the boat into neutral,grabbed a 2" hauser line and jumped in towards me.I yelled 'What are you doing,you can't swim?"
He yelled back"No,but you can,so get us back to the boat!"
We managed to get to the side and grabbed on.Then the rope slipped off the boat into the water.The day before another boat that had tied up to us had borrowed the rope and when they brought it back they just looped it around our towpost without tying it on.Just our weight and friction kept us alive.A few lears later he died.I miss him.
I've always believed in karma.What goes around comes around.
 
Karma, ki jai. I am also a firm believer in Karma.
That's a very good friend that says he can't swim, but you can get the two of you back to the boat once he's gotten to you. Sounds like a friendship of several lives. I think you'll be seeing him again.
 
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