Because I’m going to South Africa in January, I’m boning up on the history of the country—the part from Victoria Falls south.
About 2:30 this morning, I finished reading a book by Martin Dugard called Into Africa , The Epic Adventures of Stanley and Livingstone. I didn’t want it to end. I read all the back pages, (except some of the source notes—it was 2:30 a.m. after all) trying to keep the story alive.
Today I did some research on Dugard, the author of the book I’d finished hours before. In the past few years, his name has been linked as the researcher/co-author with Bill O’Reilly of Killing Lincoln, Killing Kennedy, and Killing Jesus.
I came across the following:
An adventurer himself, Dugard regularly immerses himself in his research to understand characters and their motivations better…. [He] swam in the tiger shark-infested waters of Hawaii 's Kealakekua Bay to recreate Captain James Cook's death for Farther Than Any Man.*
WHAT? Tiger shark infested waters? How come no one told me about this before???
I've been there several times and never heard about "tiger shark infested waters."
|A portion of Kealakekua Bay. The Capt. Cook Monument is straight up from the boat entering the bay. Those huge cliffs in the background were created when a chunk of the lava island broke off a long time ago.|
Kealakekua Bay, the site of a monument to Capt. James Cook, was where we did one of our shore entry dives for our Open Water SCUBA certification in 1983. .
No safe swimming pool dives for us. Every dive was in the ocean. The water was rough that day, and cold, which is why some of us are wearing jeans.
|That's me with the white flippers getting ready to jump into the |
tiger shark infested waters" of Kealakakua Bay.
This dive was all about timing. Jump in when the swell was receding or it would mash you against the lava. When exiting, ride the swell up to the small ledge I'm standing on, swing yourself around, and sit on the ledge. Then stand up and get the hell out of the way before another swells washes you right back into the ocean.
|Me holding a pencil urchin.|
|With butterfly fish.|
Another time, a bunch of us went to the bay on this sailboat, owned by our friend Richard.
|Who took a nap on the monument to Cook. It's okay--Richard was an explorer, too.|
|Some of us went in this yellow boat.|
|This is Diane jumping off the catamaran into that clear water.|
And, just look at that gorgeous hunk of .... uh ....monument over there.
But in all my trips to this lovely place, I’ve never heard of it being infested with tiger sharks. If I had, I certainly wouldn’t have gone into the water!
|This is NOT me. This is my friend Grant.|