So at what point did that seem like a bad idea? You may have seen a story in the news lately where this guy decided to go out in a kayak for a little fishing on the ocean. Let’s stop there for a moment and ponder the intelligence of this move. Ocean – kayak – hooking God knows what – hmm, yeah, makes good sense to me. Now I know there are lots of guys out there that like to fish from kayaks, of course there are lots of guys who like sit around a hole in the ice in the middle of a frozen lake in the dead of winter too. I mean first of all, I have been in kayaks before. They are fun, incredibly maneuverable, and provide a great workout; however a solid operating base from which to do anything not related to rowing – they are not. So back to our story, while fishing he hooks an eleven foot hammerhead shark. Hammerheads although not one of the more dangerous sharks to man, still do not enjoy grabbing a quick snack only to find a big metal hook hidden inside – in fact, I dare say, they probably hate it. Put yourself in their place for a moment. You just cruised through the drive-in window at McDonald’s, and just as you take that first big bite of your double quarter pounder with cheese – wham-o – a sharp metal hook is now buried deep in the roof of your mouth slowly tunneling its way up to your brain! Mildly unpleasant, you say? Highly unlikely! In fact, I would wager to bet that if it were not for my mind numbing pain which is turning your skull into a lava lamp, you would be hell bent to insert your foot far up the posterior end of the pimply-faced hooligan who handed you your food back at the window. But before we get too far off track, let’s return to the fishermen in the kayak. Picture this – you are alone on the ocean, sitting in a kayak, and have hooked something so big and powerful enough that it begins dragging you out to sea. What would you do in this circumstance? Smart money would be to cut the line and go wash out your swimsuit. What does he do? He lets it drag him a couple of miles out into the ocean. Forget about the fact that you have a hammerhead shark on the end of a fishing line for a second, at what point did the idea of being dragged out a couple of miles from shore sound like a nifty keen idea? Next question – what exactly do you intend to do with the beast once you “land” it. I highly doubt an eleven foot hammerhead will just roll over and play dead, and I know it damn sure won’t fit in the little ice chest you brought with you. Just to make this even more interesting, the shark stopped towing him and swam straight back at him. He says he was scared beyond belief and just knew it was going to attack his kayak. Did this detour our intrepid fisherman? Nah! He let it continue to tow him out to sea, and allowed it to once again stop and charge towards his tiny little kayak. He stopped there right? Oh no, my friend! He continued to reel it in while it continued to take him out to sea to meet up with some of his buddies. So finally once the fish was close in, he decided that it just might be a good idea to go ahead and cut the line at that point.
The amazing thing to me is that we stand idly by and allow someone like this to breed!
