Last year, my buddy and I were fishing a steep beach on Cape Cod.
Seals have been an increasing problem over the years and while in the past they would hang out and watch you from beyond the sand bars, recently the more experienced (bigger
) will now sit out of direct sight in your "blind spot" behind your outer facing shoulder. They're wicked smart.
My buddy had hooked a good fish and was in the process of landing it when a big bull gray appeared out of nowhere. My friend clamps down on his line and backs up quickly, up the shore, dragging the fish out of the water and up the sand with him. Well the seal wasn't about to give up that easily. So here he comes, all 600 pounds.
My friend, he starts screaming like a girl, waving his rod, trying to look menacing.
The seal apparently didn't like the looks of that and wasn't really into chasing a fish through the sand and so lumbered back into the sea.
My buddy was shaken from the experience.
I of course was laughing my fool head off.