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So the wind had finally turned offshore after promising to do so all week. It was one of those almost surreal kind of days. You know the ones; with that steel grey sky and the water is cold with that strong fishy smell. The kind of day one’s imagination turns towards ideas of hidden nasties lurking in the depths when you’re sitting out there tasting the fish oil on ya lips. Our buddy Shane pulls up in the car park to check it out. The missus sees an opportunity and orders us salty old dogs to suit up and paddle out, to give her something to shoot. Even though it was tiny what the hell, dutifully we obliged. After a few fun little slides, I notice a flash of white about one hundred metres to the right. Did I just see what I thought I’d seen? If so, it was big, I mean really big. A bloke paddles over, jabbering about the Tiger Shark that just leapt out of the water and did a dainty pirouette right in front of his face. I went in and asked my better half  had seen it, hoping for a photo. The answer was no. Shane pipes up and says with a wry smile “I did, but I didn’t want to believe it”. And sooon after the car park was all abuzz with stories of leaping tigers and hidden dragons, if you believe in that kind of thing In Byron Bay Today.