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<blockquote data-quote="Bob Aberton" data-source="post: 1452401" data-attributes="member: 1518"><p>All,</p><p></p><p>Lem Harvey throws a handful of chum into the water, and the shark goes into a frenzy, rolling over and snapping at the bait and churning the water into a bloody froth.</p><p></p><p>The sailor plants his feet, as Mr. Thriceborn instructed him to do. Under Mr. Thriceborn's direction, he sights along the shaft of the harpoon and then draws his arm back. </p><p></p><p>He takes a deep breath, and then several things happen at once. The GRACE's bow rises over the crest of a wave in a shower of spray, then drops into the trough. The shark rolls over onto its side and snaps at a piece of bait. Then, as the bowsprit dips its lowest, just above the surface of the water, the sailor breaths out and thrusts the harpoon down viciously, rising on his tip-toes and putting his whole body into the throw. The harpoon flashes downwards and sinks into the shark's belly, just aft of his jaws.</p><p></p><p>If the beast was excited before, it is truly enraged now; it flashes off to the south-west, the line on the end of the harpoon smoking as it snakes over the rail. The six hundred feet of harpoon-line soon run out, however; the bitter end is rove through a block, and a number of orcs and brawny sailors keep tension on the line, playing the shark for all he is worth. Much as the shark tries, he cannot escape the implacable momentum of the 650 ton GRACE, towing him along at right angles to his chosen course with 20 knots of wind in her 9,500 square feet of canvas. Soon the monstrous fish is exhausted; the line gets slacker and slacker, and the sailors heaving on the harpoon line eventually bring the shark back into view. As soon as it is visible, Lem Harvey drops his bait-bucket, dashes out to the tip of the bowsprit, and prepares to slip the noose around the shark's tail with a boat-hook.</p><p></p><p>Another few minutes of spectacular thrashing ensue as the noose tightens around the tail of the exhausted shark, and then it is hauled free of the water, hanging by its tail from the starboard foreyardarm and twisting and thrashing furiously, dripping water from its body and blood from the harpoon onto the deck. No one is particularly keen to get in close and make the kill.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Bob Aberton, post: 1452401, member: 1518"] All, Lem Harvey throws a handful of chum into the water, and the shark goes into a frenzy, rolling over and snapping at the bait and churning the water into a bloody froth. The sailor plants his feet, as Mr. Thriceborn instructed him to do. Under Mr. Thriceborn's direction, he sights along the shaft of the harpoon and then draws his arm back. He takes a deep breath, and then several things happen at once. The GRACE's bow rises over the crest of a wave in a shower of spray, then drops into the trough. The shark rolls over onto its side and snaps at a piece of bait. Then, as the bowsprit dips its lowest, just above the surface of the water, the sailor breaths out and thrusts the harpoon down viciously, rising on his tip-toes and putting his whole body into the throw. The harpoon flashes downwards and sinks into the shark's belly, just aft of his jaws. If the beast was excited before, it is truly enraged now; it flashes off to the south-west, the line on the end of the harpoon smoking as it snakes over the rail. The six hundred feet of harpoon-line soon run out, however; the bitter end is rove through a block, and a number of orcs and brawny sailors keep tension on the line, playing the shark for all he is worth. Much as the shark tries, he cannot escape the implacable momentum of the 650 ton GRACE, towing him along at right angles to his chosen course with 20 knots of wind in her 9,500 square feet of canvas. Soon the monstrous fish is exhausted; the line gets slacker and slacker, and the sailors heaving on the harpoon line eventually bring the shark back into view. As soon as it is visible, Lem Harvey drops his bait-bucket, dashes out to the tip of the bowsprit, and prepares to slip the noose around the shark's tail with a boat-hook. Another few minutes of spectacular thrashing ensue as the noose tightens around the tail of the exhausted shark, and then it is hauled free of the water, hanging by its tail from the starboard foreyardarm and twisting and thrashing furiously, dripping water from its body and blood from the harpoon onto the deck. No one is particularly keen to get in close and make the kill. [/QUOTE]
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