On Monday night, September 15, we heard on the local news there that a 15-foot tiger shark had been spotted off Waimanalo Beach that day.
It was the next morning, Tues., Sept. 16, when Larry and I went over there, techically, I suppose to Kaupo Beach, which according to the map is the area between the tidal pool and the actual Waimanalo Beach Park, to go snorkeling; and as we were getting ready to go in the water, pulling masks over our heads and down to our necks, spitting, swishing, etc., a local man who was there, who was putting on big fishing boots, told us we might want to reconsider or be especially on the lookout because the shark that was spotted there the day before. Larry wouldn't go in

; I did. I didn't see anything, and I'm obviously here to tell the tale. We'd had so little luck with good snorkeling, plus all my equipment glitches, that, by golly, I WAS going snorkeling, shark or no shark. Of course, I thought I was swimming in water about 3-4 feet deep and I thought that was rather shallow to allow that big a shark to come that close to shore. Larry later told me that the water was closer to 15-20 feet deep where I was (boy, depth in that clear water is deceptive!). Had I known that, I might not have been so cavalier about it all. Larry probably wouldn't have to worry about my being killed by being eaten by the shark, because if I'd seen the shark swim under me, I probably would have had a heart attack and died right there floating on my little air mattress.
So, no, the shark was NOT in the tidal pool. We did not even attempt to snorkel in the tidal pool, as it was either too full of pole fisherman and kids or too shallow. I wish now we had gone just outside the tidal pool and tried around the outside of the rock wall. I guess I really didn't think about it at the time because Larry refused to do the "snorkel shot" with me -- party pooper!
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