
Meet the Basking Shark


At dusk, I would sneak in with a flashlight and drop bits of food in the water, hoping to coax them to the surface. Most of the time there were no takers. Then one day I tossed in a scrap of hot dog and a great beast of a fish—it had to be four feet long—emerged from under the dock, raised its head, and lunged at the meat before quickly retreating.
... See moreSusan Casey • The Underworld: Journeys to the Depths of the Ocean

