Pelagic-Estuarine

Of course I was unaware of the nine-foot long bull shark, Carcharhinus leucas,  that was behind me in the three scant feet of water I stood in, upon the submerged sea grass flat. More testosterone by volume coursed through this creature's bloodstream than that of a raging bull African elephant in must, or even that of a college frat boy pledge on "sorority panty night". The prognosis was....negative.

Left-mouse "click" the image and you can see this bull shark's high dorsal fin and, some five feet behind it, the tip of his caudal, or tail, fin. He was not there with me to play tennis. I have a ten inch long chartreuse needlefish fly tied on a 2/0 Tiemco 800 S to a foot of single-strand steel wire for these nosy dudes. And I have yet to have enough heads-up time to loop the thing onto my leader, which takes all of thirty seconds. By then they have usually found their dinner choice--a southern stingray, Dasyatis americana, and pounced on her. I have gotten between a bull and a stingray only once so far. I do not recommend the experience as it could go badly. I cannot claim to be unlucky on that day.