When Mr. Whitey looks up at the dark silhouette of a kayak against a sun-lit sky, his micro-sized brain does not always decipher that the plastic boat isn’t something to eat.
Or that the person in a wetsuit is not a shark mint.
That’s when that biting thing can happen. Darn. And here we were having such a good time.
I admit, the possibility scares me.
In the next two months, all the factors seem aligned for increased chances of great white shark encounters and attacks off the Bay Area coast.
El Niño factor: This past week, 17 miles off San Francisco, the ocean temperature … More