Selachophobia and a Fearful Imagination

This past weekend I drove to Port Orange, Florida for my first ever youth surf trip. Seventy plus youth and leaders, surfboards galore, and various other beach equipment packed into vehicles with everyone read to have an all around good time. I was ready to go, ready to surf, but I had made a pre-surf trip mistake a month and a half too early that would haunt me up until the time that we left…

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