ARRC I forgot to mention how freakin lucky you were. That is an incredible story of just how close you were. I got chills reading that tale.
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Heh...
IF I told you all the stories of "shadows" that have made me get outta the water... sheesh.
My grandfather had retired from the Air Force here... which is why ultimately I spent time here and then ended up moving here...
He had a dock on the water and a boat...
I had my share of small skiffs... dingys... and johnboats...
I spent so much time in and on the water and ALL over this area...
I have dove in everything from sinkholes to rivers like the Chassahowitzka and Hillsboro river... which scares most divers...
And of course every and all areas of salt here...
If it was water... clear or not... I was in it...
I would jump from bridges... I would swim across the Intercoastal waterway/ bay... to the vending machine at the marina just for a soda... (This would drown most)
It is amazing to me ... looking back at some of the "crazy" and "scary" things I have seen and done when I was younger....
And the things I "run" into...
Everything from massive Gar... to gators... which I hate... they are sneaky bass tards...
My friends always said when I was a kid... "he has a deathwish".
I think I have jumped from EVERY bridge except the howard... 60... in the entire bay area.
I have jumped from most hotel roofs into pools as well... any of the good ones anyway :P
Even I am amazed I am still alive.
IF it is water related... I have done it... a lot.
Would get off the school bus... walk home... walk in front door... drop my books on table... take of my shoes and shirt (always wore shorts)...
Go out the back door...
Run full speed...
As fast as I could...
down the yard...
down the dock...
do what we called the "two step"... (which is the two that counted just before lauch off pilling ... and if you missed it was bad... very very very bad)
And launch...
Doing whatever trick came to mind...
Flip.. twist ... whatever...
And into the pitch black Boca Ciega Bay I would stay...
Till my mom would FORCE me in when it turned dark.
On the weekend... I never left the water... fished all night till morning.