We DO have great white sharks in Florida. They migrate to warmer climates during winter. They move south to the coast of the Carolinas and Florida. Their long swim to the waters of South Florida begins as far north as Canada. Many call Florida (like our snowbirds) their winter home. All the way through spring, divers and fishermen report sightings.
In December, 2019, six great white sharks were spotted swimming off Florida’s coast. OCEARCH, an agency that collects ocean data, located tagged great whites making their migration. Three were off the coast of Jacksonville, where the water temps range from 65-67 degrees, ideal for these huge creatures. The six identified shark’s names are Nova, Sydney, Cabot, Ironbound, Unama’ki, and Hudson. They were all captured at an earlier date, and released with trackers so OCEARCH can see where they are.
Well, we probably overdid ourselves, but what the heck. (Somebody, tell me we only live once!) It has been on my bucket list, but before “bucket list” became part of our vernacular. I think I got the wanderlust from my dad who often said to me, “Stick with me kid, and I’ll show you the world.” And he showed me a lot of it. My mother loved more exotic travels, like Africa and India. She was especially enamored with big cats. My father was drawn to European countries, like England, Scotland, France, Germany, Austria, and the Scandinavian countries. He was an avid golfer, and my folks owned a second home for six months out of the year in St. Andrews, Scotland, the home of golf and The Old Course. I suppose, after taking all this into consideration, I credit my relish for seeing new sights and the enchantment attached to my beloved parents. I can’t possibly come close to their adventures, at least not yet. I am just starting out. So, friends, here it is. Our new second home is home in our driveway. I’ll keep you posted on our escapades.
