I decided nothing would be more relaxing than to motor a few miles offshore, jump into the water with about 30 pounds of chum and blood to see what might show up.
A little aggro at first. Check out how his jaws are pushed forward, anxious to chomp down.
He even butted out the smaller sharks who also wanted to check out the crazy sick haole trespasser and get in on the feeding frenzy that I was putting on.
After working with him for about a hour, he became my pet shark.
He even lost interest in the chum and fish bits I would wave around and would just come up to me for pets, pats and rubs like a dog.
Gooooood sharkie…. Who’s a goooood sharkie? 
- Paul
