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William R. Royal gave much of his life to underwater exploration and scientific research involving sharks. Robert F. Burgess, who details Royal's lively adventures, has written many such books explaining the mysteries of the seas and man's underwater efforts to push back its frontiers. Why ride sharks? Bill Royal's first shark was wrestled in to feed his family during the Depression. Later, he risked his life capturing sharks alive for scientists doing human cancer research. Following a trail of shark fossil teeth in 230-foot-deep Florida springs, Royal discovered an underwater prehistoric graveyard that enabled scientists to recover the first remains of Ice Age Man 12,000 years old.
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Robert F. Burgess has spent most of his life writing about adventure above or below the sea. His books about shipwrecks, sharks, treasure diving, and underwater archaeology are acclaimed for the author's ability to put the reader in the midst of the action. An ardent sailor and scuba diver, he and his wife live in north Florida.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.:
"I was spearfishing alone a hundred yards from the boat when a tiger shark with pectoral fins so big he looked like a heavy bomber approached and started circling me. He was in no hurry. His movements were close and deliberate. His markings were those of a young adult about twelve feet long. As he circled, his eye stayed fixed on me. Suddenly my rubberband arbalete speargun felt awfully flimsy. Pivoting with the weapon pointed at the shark, I wondered what he had in mind, If it was what I suspected, I had to act soon... ... The shark barreled into range. I held off until he was a scant three feet from me. Then the arbelete lurched in my hand, the shaft leaped forward and I was amazed to see the slender rod pass entirely through the shark's midsection... He side-slammed me...and tore off, taking everything including my empty arbelete with him... I stared into the blue haze, hardly daring to breathe...."
"....I reached back for the rope and was unable to find it. I turned the light to where it should be on the floor. But there was no floor! Suddenly I was completely disoriented. Where the hell am I? There were no longer any rock walls around me, just water.... ...I turned around and started following the floor. Or was it the ceiling?...I wasn't too sure I was even oriented up and down. Watching my bubbles didn't tell me much...they seemed to be streaming off toward my feet...Was I turned upside down?...I flipped over and started following them in that direction...All I found was...a rock ceiling... All I was doing was bumping around in my own tomb...I couldn't have more than a few minutes of air..."
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