Diving with Carcharodon Megalodon
2011
Diving a single 80 for an hour and 40 minutes in 20 feet of water is not what I would typically call exciting. Relaxing perhaps. Enjoyable certainly. Exciting not so much. Unless you are diving with the Carcharodon Megalodon and hundreds of other Sand, Tiger, and Bull sharks.
I drove a little more than an hour north to meet a fellow instructor at Venice Beach, Florida today. Some 10,000 years ago it was a huge delta and nursery to the biggest sharks in the world. She dives there often and had invited me to join her. We met at 9 am and were pleased to see that conditions on the beach were almost ideal — clear sky, not a breeze, hardly a ripple on the Gulf and about 10 feet of visibility, which is plenty to keep track of your buddy and way more than you need to hunt for the Megalodon.
In the water by 9:30, we swam out past the sandbar before setting the compass for a little reef that lies not far off shore. If you are not looking at rocks, you are looking at sand. Or rather a thin silty layer on top of a mixture of sand and course sand filled with black bits of broken up fossils.
I watched my guide to see her fossil hunting technique: Stop where there are little indentations that look like fish holes in the sand and make small waving motions to remove the silt without wrecking the visibility too much. This worked well.
And then I tried out another technique: Run your hand along the surface and when you feel something hard or see any break in the surface grab it and pull it out. This created a bit more turbidity. . . . okay, a lot more turbidity. But it did yeild some nice teeth and fossils.
Now, I do have a fondness for history. So maybe it isn’t surprising that before long I could feel the presence of the now extinct Carcharodon Megalodon as well as its cousins that survive today. While the teeth we were uncovering were tens of thousands of years old, it was almost as if they were circling just outside of our visibility watching us, wandering about these slow moving and noisy creatures that seem to be looking intently for something.
We found a good bit of black treasure; about 30 teeth in all, and we kept a few rib bones, and a well-preserved vertebrae. Only one tooth was from a Megalodon, and that was alright. I had spent 100 minutes swimming with the giants of old and their like, and survived to tell about it. On the way back home, I stopped at a friend’s house and gave the teeth to her eight- and five-year old girls along with the 10,000 year old story of a shark nursery that attracted the biggest shark of all time.
There was one tooth I kept for myself; a little bigger than an inch across the top, it is a perfect Snaggletooth that will go on a necklace as a reminder of the responsibility we have to the ocean and its creatures that were doing so well before we got involved.
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