NOT LONG ago the Chronicle ran some articles about safety in the water. Mostly they were aimed at avoidance of the risks for drowning. Might pay to add a different kind of warning to water safety in New Zealand, in this age of global warming.
Today, a lady friend of mine — 60-something, an "aquatic" individual much of her life and an excellent swimmer — no doubt learned to swim faster than she had ever thought possible.
At Papamoa Beach, near Tauranga, which her beachfront three-storey house overlooks, and a hot day today, she was cooling off in the water preparing to catch a wave and body-surf her way in on it. As she glanced to her sides to make sure there was no risk of collisions with other beach users, that's when she noticed with a shock that there was indeed no risk at all from collisions, at least with anything human. The two animals,
sporting fins and swimming in formation near her, were making sure of that.
Unfortunately for them, my friend, aka their potential dinner, made the shore "faster than a speeding bullet", where the crowd who had been in the water minutes earlier told her that they were "whaler sharks", smallish but vicious biters.
Interesting, that she was brought up around that coast, and never expressed any concerns about sharks those decades ago. Something's changed. I wonder how a global warming denier might explain it?