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So the beach isn't the prettiest. So the water isn't the clearest. Whatever. Out there, deep in the dark murky water lives one of the greatest creatures every to live.
The sea was rough that day my friends. Like an old man trying to send soup back in a deli, the waves pounded our little craft.
Up and down we went in the waves, miles from the shore. Other boats looked just as helpless as ours. Yet we persevered. The sun was gone, masked by the ugly clouds above, warning us to go home. But we did not falter. We continued to challenge the ocean in hopes of but a brief glimpse of one of the great beasts.

Stories of the recent typhoon which swept through the country were still fresh in our minds. The local kids just laughed at us as we boarded our craft. News of a second typhoon, this time from the opposite coast, had just begun to filter through the town.
Faces were grim as we set sail into the open waters. Over an hour we battled fierce winds and heavy waves. The rain was starting and yet none of us wished to turn back.

"BUTANDING! BUTANDING!" Suddenly, we were all torn from our dreams of heading to shore. Back into conciousness, we scrambled about the deck. "BUTANDING!" he kept repeating. "Everyone, get ready! Hurry!" The excitement in the air was almost palpable.
Off in the distance, there it lay, waiting. The boat quickly swung around to get in front of the monster.
I donned my mask, checked my snorkel and jammed my feet into my far too small fins. With my camera at the ready, we quickly jumped in. The water was dark, cold and murky. I surfaced quickly only to find the pontoon nearly in my face ready to knock me out with the next big wave. I dove under, into the dark murky waters and surfaced a few feet from the other insane members of my party. Only those with a lot of crazy would be doing what we were doing.

With waves crashing over our heads and snorkels, we heard the frantic shouts of our leader, beckon us to follow him. Are you crazy? You want us to swim towards this massive beast? Tossing fear aside, i pushed against the waves as hard as i could to follow the other lemmings. To our own doom, i thought.

Where was it? What were they shouting about? Hey look, a piece of garbage. That's an odd thing to find out here miles from shore.

Then i saw it.
Those white spots.
Everywhere.

It could be nothing else.

They will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Ladies, and Gentlemen. I give you...the worlds largest fish!

The pictures are poor i'm sorry, but like any other amazing sighting of the rarest kind, what do you expect.

I'll try again tomorrow, weather permitting of course. This is, after all, the whaleshark capital of the world.
-bk