Went to San O' looking for Fluffy, the Great White Shark. I surfed murky green waters but she was not there, at least, I did not see her.
That's the thing with white sharks, you never know they are there until it's too late.
There was a lot of fish jumping, and I was alone out there. I started to get scared, but I conquered my fear (I am not afraid to die, just scared of dying), and I stayed to ride a few good waves as a Soul Surfer.
Soul surfing is an incredibly lonely experience. Ask anyone lost at sea, adrift on their own, and they will tell you; the fear, the memories, the thoughts, the panic are just a heartbeat away. You really have to talk yourself down or else you'll flip!
Nice day at the beach, no fishing, just enjoying free rides...
