Shark Cage Diving with Great Whites
I have decided to write a blog about mine and my boyfriend James’ travelling, because we plan on doing a lot of it. My first entry would have to be our trip to South Africa in June 2013 – I took James, who is Australian, to meet my family, and see my beautiful home land. The first exciting thing we did was a shark cave dive (the picture below is of us afterwards).
We met the bus at 5am at the V&A Waterfront, which would take us to Gansbaai (where the dives are conducted from). It took 2 hours to get there, and when we arrived there was a lovely breakfast waiting for us. Naturally we ate as much as we could, and had a cup (or 4) of coffee to wake ourselves up. We were told the rules, and then donned our life jackets and off we went onto the boat. The waves were quite choppy, and the sky threatened rain - so were told the dive may be cut short if it did end up raining. 20 minutes into the trip all the breakfast in my stomach began to roll around and make me feel slightly uncomfortable.
After about half an hour of driving, (boating? sailing?) we dropped the anchor. The captain told us all to go to the top level of the boat, outlined some more rules etc, and then nicely mentioned: “Oh, and if you are feeling seasick, don’t come up to the top level, or go below deck”. (Hmm, thanks mister captain man, you told us all to come up here!) With that I had to go down to the deck because by then I was very very queasy. And didn’t think to take seasickness tablets because… well, I don’t get seasick. Ever. Except this one bloody time! Cue vomiting from Donna for the first 45 minutes we were anchored (they were still trying to attract the sharks so I didn’t miss much, luckily).
I then had to put this cold, wet wetsuit on. To do this I needed to go below deck… I got my wetsuit on just in time to run up to the deck and spew over the edge. Let’s just say for the rest of the trip my fellow shark cage divers gave me a clear path to the edge of the boat haha. After I had dislodged all my breakfast, I was told I should go into the water, as it would make me feel better. The water was freeeeeezing.
They lured the shark in near the boat with massive tuna heads, and as soon as they called “DOWN”, we knew to sink to the bottom of the cage to look at the sharks going past us. What an awesome experience. The sharks that came were only babies, but they were already magnificent and had scars all over them. We saw about 3 different sharks, all were still young, and we were told they would still grow 5-6 times the size they were when we saw them.
We took plenty of videos, and I compiled some of them into a little Youtube clip which I have included below :)
P.S. photos are not the best as we were using a pretty basic underwater camera, and were shivering profusely from being so excited/scared/nervous/cold while taking said images.