I have spent the rest of the morning lazing about the beach getting more and more grumpy. I have a confession to make - I am not a beach bum at all. I can tolerate it for a day, but I get bored very quickly and the forced tranquility and cool leisuredness and joviality of the cats and kittens on the beach gets to my nerves. Yes, I am turning into old grumpy man. But after the exquisite riding that filled all my prior days, this felt like a letdown and waste of time.
Anyway, I distracted myself my taking pictures. I got particularly interested in what looked like surfing school for local kids - that looked pretty cool:
Finally the time has com to go and see the shark, so I grabed whatever I needed for that and headed to the dive shop still in foul mood. The dive shop was a hive of activity, they had plenty of people coming for the ride, most of them Euro backpacker types, many of them exprienced beach hoppers by the look of it (with their own fins and gopros strapped to their bodies and shit). We got the briefing, I got my fins, snorkle and googles from the shop and we walked to the beach, where we launched a boat and jump in. We have been riding (do you ride a boat?) around for a long time without so much as a glimpse of shark, dolphin or manta and in my mind I started to reconcile myself with the fact that this is going to be another failure.
But then other boats pointed us to a whale shark and the whole boat turned from tense searching to hive of excited preparation. When we got to position and got the go ahead we jumped into water and I got lost straight away. Clearly there were some pro shark swimmers who set-off at the speed of torpedo, while I was trying to figure out how the frigging snorkle works. It's been also long time since I have swam with fins (probably 12 - 13 years) so I was flailing hopelessly around, and of course I had water in my google. Neithless to say - I saw fuck-all. Some of the other managed to follow the shark for a while, but I just bailed and got back to the boat by now reconciled with the failure.
Luckily the tour guys, once everybody was back at the boat, took us for another turn getting ahead of the shark in the boat. This time I was slightly more successfull and sighted for a brief moment big shadow diving into the depths as one of the other tourists must have got too close. Not great, but better than nothing - especially as I was trying to leary how to use this whole snorkle/google contraption in the process.
Again - kudos to the tour company, they took us for third turn. This time I smartened up and left the stupid googles and snorkle. I also misuderstood the guide and heard her sceam 'wait' already flying over the side of the boat. That turned out to be an advantage as I was first in the water, and within seconds found myself face to face on colision course with moerse big fish. I flailed out of its way and to the side and succeeded in not freaking it out and turned around and tried desperately to swim with the shark for the next minute or so, which wasn't easy as that thing had some kind of turbines under its fins. I couldn't see them, but the sharks tail fin was almost motionless, and yet the thing was moving through the water at the warp speed. What also doesn't help was that as I had to turn now I was last in the row of overexcited tourists getting kicking in my face along the way.
But all that couldn't dampen the experience. I had a goose-bumps and all the grumpiness and foul mood were gone in an instant. I tried my best to keep up but eventually lost the animal, but I was completely satisfied and contentedly swam back to the boat with big smile on the face. That German guide chick probably haven't seen such pleasant eastern european yet (well if they saw the shark she might have). I have done the white shark cage dive about 4 times and been in most national parks in Africa and seen all the big 5 and stuff, but I have to say this was special.
Unfortunatelly I didn't have camerat that I can use under water so I asked an English guy who was on honeymoon and had some kind of cheapo casio camera on him if he could send me some footage and he kindly obliged. It is not great, but better than nothing:
And a little shaky video:
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The rest of the day I spent in the lodge restaurant in perfect contentment. I even almost started to like the beach. When the lodge manager informed me appologetically that the credit card snafu hasn't been resolved, I said no worries, I will wait one more day. And that is how I ended up with the second rest day in Tofo.