Diving and Driving Costa Rica

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A handful of fat, seven foot white-tip sharks lay dormant at the foot of the rock pinnacle, digesting their last meal. An unfortunate adolescent hawksbill turtle was probably the latest fare for these menacing beasts. As I quietly approached the biggest one I thought of all the things I’d miss being able to do without my right arm, as I extended it out toward the shark’s nose and prepared to shoot it. The turned its gaze upon me, as if daring me to pull the trigger.

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