Great White Essex shark hoax

Obviously a hoax; Back River carp still remain Essex's largest sea creature

 

This morning I received two forwarded emails stating that a Great White Shark was caught near the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and then hauled back to a marina in Essex. Being the suspicious type, I immediately consulted Snopes.com. Determining that the emails were a hoax, I immediately created a table comparing the two Essex-related versions:

Annapolis MD "Chesapeake Bay, near Route 50 Bay Bridge and Sandy Point State Park…at last I have the ultimate excuse not to do the “Polar Bear Plunge” in January. It’s not only crazy to jump into freezing cold water, it could be down right dangerous! Note the expression on the face of the man wearing the Red Baseball cap. He’s still scared half out of his wits and glad to be alive!
While the vessel 'Dawn! Raider ' out of Marklys Marina in Essex, Md. was fishing for Striped Bass (also locally known as Rock Fish), this Great White was hooked in the mouth but only resisted slightly for 15 minutes before it came up alongside t he boat to have a look; long enough for one of the crew members to slip a rope a round it's tail!!! 'And that's when things heated up!! While the vessel 'Dawn Raider’ out of Marklys Marina in Essex, Md. was fishing for Striped Bass (also locally known as Rock Fish), this Great White was hooked in the mouth but only resisted slightly for 15 minutes before it came up alongside t he boat to have a look; long enough for one of the crew members to slip a rope a round it's tail!!! 'And that's when things heated up!!
.. The Shark took off as crew the watched in horror as the shark would actually jump completely out of the water at times. .. The Shark took off towing the 42 foot fishing boat backwards through the water at about 7 Knots. Just like in JAWS, the boat was taking on water over the stern and the crew watched in horror as the shark would actually jump completely out of the water at times.
This went on for an hour before the shark finally drowned. She weighed in at 1035 LBS. It is suspected she followed a weak El Nino current into local waters in search of food. Although mid 60 degree water is considered ideal for these sharks, the larger ones can tolerate water in the low 50s. This went on for an hour before the shark finally drowned. She weighed in at 1035 LBS. It is suspected she followed a weak El Nino current into local waters in search of food. Although mid 60 degree water is considered ideal for these sharks, the larger ones can tolerate water in the low 50s.
Markley's Marina Essex, MDNOTE: THE TAIL FIN IS THE SIZE OF A MAN!!!  

Leave it to proud Marylanders who continue to put their own spin on on the story. While email hoaxster in the left column bases the story in Annapolis the email hoaxster in the right column sets the scene at the base of the Bay Bridge while tossing in a JAWS reference. The left email hoaxster actually gets the name of Markley's Marina correct while the right email hoaxster adds a short preface mentioning the Polar Bear Plunge. Both hoaxsters retain the unique punctuation of the original hoax which utilizes clever use of exclamation points.

Markley's Marina in Essex, off Middleborough Road. The Riverwatch
Restaurant, formerly the Seagull Inn, is slightly above Markley's.

The Baltimore Sun refutes the hoax:

Fishy shark tale holds no water

Candus Thomson
On the Outdoors

March 9, 2008

The Internets. Can't live with them. Can't kill them.

Unadulterated flapdoodle comes oozing through the series of tubes that make up our online world.

Some stuff is life-altering. I, for one, cannot wait for my $5 million to arrive from Senegal as the result of the terrible misfortune that befell "Mr. Benjamin Ngora," who needed a U.S. bank account to stash his cash. All I had to do was respond to his e-mail with my Social Security number, date of birth and savings account number.

Two minutes of typing and my $5 million was on the way. I'm buying everyone a beer. Is this a great country, or what?

Then there's the other online stuff. A colleague at the newspaper forwarded to me an e-mail with photo attachments and asked for my professional opinion.

My co-worker got it from a relative who got it from a fishing guide who got it from "a regular" customer.

"Could this have happened?" wrote my colleague, who shall remain nameless. (As a soon-to-be millionaire, I can afford to be magnanimous.)

What luck. A real news tip from a relative of a colleague who got it from a fishing guide who got it from a regular. That's good enough for me.

Let me share my second scoop of wealth with you. Here's the beginning of the e-mail tale:

"Chesapeake Bay, near Route 50 Bay Bridge and Sandy Point State Park … at last I have the ultimate excuse not to do the 'Polar Bear Plunge' in January. It's not only crazy to jump into freezing cold water, it could be downright dangerous! Note the expression on the face of the man wearing the red baseball cap. He's still scared half out of his wits and glad to be alive!"

The missive continues (it has been cleaned up to adhere to Sun style and the laws of English grammar):

"Annapolis – While the vessel Dawn Raider out of Marklys Marina in Essex was fishing for striped bass (also locally known as rockfish), this great white was hooked in the mouth but only resisted slightly for 15 minutes before it came up alongside the boat to have a look; long enough for one of the crew members to slip a rope around its tail!!! And that's when things heated up!!

"The shark took off towing the 42-foot fishing boat backward through the water at about 7 knots. As in Jaws, the boat was taking on water over the stern, and the crew watched in horror as the shark would actually jump completely out of the water at times.

"This went on for an hour before the shark finally drowned. She weighed in at 1,035 pounds. It is suspected she followed a weak El Nino current into local waters in search of food. Although mid-60-degree water is considered ideal for these sharks, the larger ones can tolerate water in the low 50s."

Stop the presses. How lucky can an outdoors writer get? It was enough to make me put down my steaming cup of sludge from the Mr. Mud Machine.

Fingers trembling, I dialed experts at the Department of Natural Resources. That quickly, I hung up as my brain processed the e-mail information.

The name of the Middle River marina is Markley's, not Marklys. The shark in the photo is a mako, not a great white. A closer look at the crane holding the big fish shows it is marked with a "902" area code. That would be Nova Scotia.

I Googled the name of the boat, and wound up on the snopes.com Web site, a major clearinghouse for urban myths.

The female mako was caught in August 2004 during the Yarmouth Shark Scramble tournament. It weighed 1,082 pounds. Jamie Doucette reeled it in after a 40-minute battle. He won $3,000 for his effort. A local newspaper said the shark chewed through the steel leader and ropes other fishermen were using to haul it in.

Doucette said he felt bad about killing a shark in the prime of her reproductive years and would have cut the line, except for the fact that his tournament-happy friends on board wouldn't let him.

Typing some more, I discovered the Canadian Shark Research Laboratory Web site. It's not unusual to find makos that far up the Eastern seaboard, but Doucette's catch was by far the heaviest ever taken.

The catch is old news in Nova Scotia, but not so elsewhere. The hoax has taken on new life in fishing towns on Canada's west coast, Washington state and off the coast of Texas.

The Web site for Yarmouth magazine, the maritime province equivalent of Baltimore magazine, has a long list of folks from all around the world – South Africa, Thailand, Australia – whose chains have been yanked by the great white hoax.

So it was only a matter of time before a client told his Chesapeake Bay fishing guide who told the relative of my colleague, who passed it along to me.

As Carla Allen, the photographer who snapped the shot that started it all, noted in an e-mail to Yarmouth: "This shark continues to live."

candy.thomson@baltsun.com
Copyright © 2008, The Baltimore Sun

Let's examine another hoax version.

The British Columbia version, which predates the Baltimore version, mentions dogfish and uses an expletive. Hoaxer edits are highlighted:

UCLUELET, B.C. (West side of Vancouver Island)
While the ocean vessel 'Dawn Raider' was commercial fishing for dogfish, this Great White was hooked in the mouth but only resisted slightly for 15 minutes before it came up alongside the boat to have a look; long enough for one of the crew members to slip a rope around it's tail!!!
'And that's when the shit hit the fan!!. The Shark took off towing the42 foot fishing boat backwards through the water at about 7 Knots.?

Justlike in JAWS, the boat was taking on water over the stern and the crew watched in horror as the shark would actually jump completely out of the water at times. This went on for an hour before the shark finally drowned. She weighed in at 1035 LBS. It is suspected she followed a weak El Nino current into local waters in search of food.? Although mid 60 deg.water is considered ideal for these sharks, the larger ones can tolerate water in the low 50s.

In Texas, The Galveston County Daily News exposes the hoax: The great shark stunt. Notice that in the warmer Gulf Region the Dawn Raider is now fishing for shrimp:

GALVESTON , TX
While the ocean vessel 'Dawn Raider' was commercially fishing for shrimp, this Great White was hooked in the mouth but only resisted slightly for 15 minutes before it came up alongside the boat to have a look; long enough for one of the crew members to slip a rope a round it's tail !!! 'And that's when things heated up!!

Back in 2005, when the hoax had already been circulating for a year,Surfersvillage Global Surf News reported that the shark wasn't even a Great White:

The close up of the sharks head and mouth clearly show lower dentition that is narrow and pointed, which are characteristics of the Mako shark, unlike the broad, somewhat triangularly serrated teeth of a white shark.

The Florida Museum of Natural History Ichthyology Department provides 2 additional photos as well as more info on the mako caught:

This shortfin mako was captured by hook and line during the Yarmouth Shark Scramble off Nova Scotia, Canada by a sports fisherman. According to Dr. Steven Campana, Bedford Institute of Oceanography, the mako was a 24 year old mature female weighing 1,082 pounds (492 kg) and measuring 10' 10" (330 cm) in length.

The definitive story, written by Charles Duhigg in the Los Angeles Times, tells us this urban legend was based on the Yarmouth, Nova Scotia 2004 Shark Scramble Catch:

The shark battled for 40 minutes before angler Jamie Doucette, 28, of Wedgeport, Nova Scotia, saw its enormousness. "She felt pretty big," he recalls, "but it wasn't until she started pulling the boat off course that I started to worry."

In a scene reminiscent of "Jaws," the fish tugged the boat sideways during the Yarmouth Shark Scramble off Nova Scotia in August. It surged to the surface near the bow, a mako with a broad head and rows of razor teeth, chewing through steel leader.

Doucette reeled it in and other anglers wrapped it in ropes as the shark chewed through the knots. One loop circled its torso, the other the tail; one man leaned over the boat and slit its throat as Jaws thrashed for something to bite. It died 20 minutes later.

The fishermen estimated that it weighed up to 500 pounds, big enough to take the $3,000 in prize money, but when a forklift unloaded it, the fish weighed 1,082 pounds, a potential Canadian record.

"I felt bad that we caught her at the prime of her reproductive cycle," says Doucette. "When they get to be this massive they call them queens of the sea. I would have let her go if I had been by myself, but it's different when you have four or five other guys on the boat. You've got to win."

The Yarmouth page compiles various versions of the letter as well as web sites mentioning both the hoax and the actual story. As I put the matter to rest I refer you to that to further explore the Great White Essex shark hoax.

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Artscape 2007 – Part 3

Saturday, July 21. We worm our way up Mt. Royal to see Artscape proper, our mission to see the Maryland Film Festival Films-in-a-Tent, the Laure Drougoul-curated Ceci n’est pas exhibit Foodcourt performers (since Amy hasn’t seen them), MICA’s Decker Gallery and Fox buildings to see the the art displayed there.

Mission was accomplished. But the fun was getting there. Here are my remaining pix from Artscape 2007.


Ashes to ashes, sawdust to sawdust. Outside the Lyric.


The Tomb of the Unknown Artist.
Wakes held nightly at the Mt. Royal Tavern


Mission Statement for all artists. It’s all about the Benjamins!
Become an Artist and never work again!


The Nay-Saying Neo-Cons Kiosk


Art without wine is like sex without the masks.
Beautiful Babs and friend get fortified with Sangria


Rugrats try to turn Squirrel Statue into roadkill


Art solves the parking problem


Chicks love phallic monoliths


Arty combo rocks out in the Food Court


Senior Moment: Amy spaces out in front of an exhibit in the Fox Building


My impression of the Bengies Drive-In during a meteor storm


Amy interacts with art


Who Needs Cable?: Video Installation at Fox Building


Frosted Strawberry Pop Tart face video installation


“Whatever you do, don’t look down!”: Chris the Plumber of Jensen Plumbing talks his girlfriend Shannon through a Spot-a-Pot plumbing crisis in the Artscape Food Court

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Artscape 2007 – Part 2

Amy and I parked on Eutaw and Franklin Street and walked up Howard Street on our pilgrammage to Artscape. Passing Laure Drogoul‘s place, we peered in the front window and lo and behold, there was “The Root” (pictured at left), her huge devil head sculpture that was awarded the first Julie and Walter Sondheim Prize in 2006. (Laure wisely creates works that can be easily deconstructed to fit through doorways; this one broke down into 17 separate parts, like Tracey Ullman’s broken heart.) A colossal head the size of a small SUV is not your normal living room decoration, but then artists are not normal people.

As we crossed Read Street, we decided to stop and check out what was there. Neither of us had been on Read Street since the glory days of The Leather Underground (the bet place to buy cards – I fondly recall getting my Abe Sherman “Holiday Schmoliday” and “Seasons Beatings” Christmas cards there back in the early ’80s), the original Atomic Books, Modern Music, and the Read Street Festival back in the ’90s. My sister used to get her hair cut at the legendary Hair Garage here, before that biz went under in a big drug scandal (the place allegedly gave new meaning to the term “blow dry”).

But even before we used to hang out there, Read Street was a happening counterculture spot. According to the Maryland Historical Society, it was “Ground Zero for the state’s counterculture in the late 1960s,” with businesses like the Psychedelic Propellor, Omar’s Tent Factory and the Clothes Horse catering to hippies “with incense, paisley, and water pipes.” Check out this Audrey Bodine photo of “the scene” from the Maryland Historical Society’s Special Collections Department:


Groovy Read Street circa 1969.

We first passed Pete Babones’ Beatnik Barbership (where Modern Music used to be), then spotted Read Street Books and Coffee. “I think this was where Atomic Books used to be,” I told Amy. We went in and the woman behind the counter of this bookstore/cafe, Lisette, verified that it was ye olde Atomic. Read Street Books sells new and used books, vintage paperbacks, lesbian fiction, espresso, herbal teas, Italian sodas and desserts. I was impressed by the layout and the inventory, all esoteric arts books and leftist-leaning liberal media magazines (the kind I like). I even found an out-of-print British film history book, that I put aside to pick up on our way back from Artscape.

We did stop back after the festival, and there was quite a surprise awaiting us – one that made me realize why Atomic and Modern Music had moved out of this neighborhood. They’d been robbed. And they had it all on the closed circuit TV, so Amy and I got to watch the robbery in real-time, like a muted episode of COPS. Lisette said the Video Store owner on the corner had been robbed two nights previous by the same man. Apparently there’s some rehab halfway house around the corner that acts as a staging area for these once-and-future criminals. Ah, junkies and crime – it’s so Baltimore!

But I digress. A few blocks later we hit the Art Cars exhibit across from the Meyerhoff. But first, looking down, we had an Asphalt Elvis sighting.

Art Cars

The first car we spied was this treehouse pickup that had a bird’s nest in the back. You can see Amy eyeing the eggs in the basket (I had to convince her that they were non-edible “art” eggs!). This car would have been considered the equivalent of a Hummer in Fred Flinstone’s day.


Don’t overheat this engine!


Don’t be fooled by imitations. The license plate indicates that this is THE Art Car.

This one was called the FAUX JAG even though it was clearly a Karmen Ghia. Amy liked that’s its interior was a lepoard skin bedsheet that matched mine.


Karma Karmen Khameleon?


This car gives you the bird’s-eye view.


This one just gives you the Eye!


Full frontal view of the Igloo Car


Cool Girlfriend Amy Cools Off in the Igloo Car


“Understatement” is clearly the aesthetic of this art car.


An external gas tank?


A car only the Quay Brothers could love.


Rotary engine?


Detail from roof of an art car.


Art Bikes: These two bipeds were parked behind an art car.


Art Cars: You are what you drive.

Tomorrow: more Artscape pix.

Related links:
Artscape 2007 – Pt 3

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Artscape 2007 – Part 1

“I think this has been the best Artscape ever.”
– Spoon Popkins, July 21 , 2007

Artscape at the BMA
Following the Thursday night preview of Laure Drogoul’s sideshow-vibed Ceci n’est pas a Booth, Kiosk or Gazebo and Other Radical Shacks, I took in Artscape proper on Saturday. First stop was the Baltimore Museum of Art so I could see “Artscape at the BMA,” an exhibit honoring the seven finalists for the 2007 Julie and Walter Sondheim Prize, which is organzied by the Baltimore Office of Promotion & The Arts. The winner of this year’s $25,000 prize was Baltimore native and well-liked Maryland Institute College of Art instructor Tony Shore, whose specialty is black velvet paintings. The other finalists included sculptor Richard Cleaver, photographer Frank Hallam Day, filmmaker Eric Dyer, Geoff Grace, Baby Martinez, and filmmaker-artist Karen Yasinsky.

I was really wowed by Richard Cleaver’s incredibly detailed ceramic and wood sculptures that were embellished with all sorts of eye dazzling minutia, from fresh water pearls and garnets to Swarovski crystals and gold; there were a lot of pieces and any of them could easily have taken the top prize IMHO.


Leave It To Cleaver: Richard Cleaver’s Woodworks

But I have a soft spot for filmmakers, so of course I loved the entries there by local filmmakers/film instructors Eric Dyer (Visual Arts & Animation, UMBC) and Karen Yasinsky (Film/Media Studies, Johns Hopkins University), who is married to filmmaker and Charles Theatre co-owner John Standiford.

Eric Dyer was also a finalist last year and once again he had an amazing “cinetrope” projection entry, Marching Bellows. Cinetropes is the term Eric coined to describe the zoetrope-like sculptures that he puts into motion, films with a high-speed shutter camera, and projects onto a wall. His Marching Bellows zoetrope was modeled by John Rouse and Eric Smallwood. Alas, it was only one piece, and I think that factored into the judges scoring. Still, Eric made the finals two years running and that’s quite an accomplishment in itself.


Eric Dyer’s camera sees this zoetrope in motion…


and projects these marching bellows.

I had never seen Karen Yasinsky’s work, but I knew she was well-respected in her field, having already exhibited internationally for years and winning numerous honors, including a Guggenheim Foundation Grant in 2002. I was pleasantly surprised to see her 6-minute stop-motion film La Nuit and the 15 drawings comprising her Curious She Stands Alone work.


Still from Karen Yasinky’s LA NUIT.

I’d be remiss not to mention Tony Shore’s black velvet paintings of his peeps, depicting ordinary Baltimoreans doing ordinary things but made to look like epic murals by Olde Masters thanks to the lighting and color and the larger-than-life size of the canvas. My girlfriend Amy liked this one the best, because she said the guy in it had “Reverse Plumber’s Crack” action going on with his pantaloons:


Tony Shore’s BOOPER’S TABLE lets it all hang out.

Having seen all the finalist exhibits, we headed out of the BMA, but it’s hard to do that without stopping by the gift shop (my second favorite, after the American Visionary Art Museum). There I picked up a postcard of erstwhile Fluxus experimental filmmaker Nam June Paik. (Related Link: Artsy’s Nam June Paik page) One of my friends from the library, Wonsook Baik, said she might be related to him (the Korean alphabet is apparently pretty flexible on its P’s and B’s), which makes sense since she is also an artist (MICA MFA 2004) and it must be in her genetic code. Anyway, I had never seen a photo of him, so thanks to the BMA’s commercial outlet, I now have.

That said, we hopped in my car to head down into the belly of the beast, the traffic jam vortex that is Artscape proper. How fitting that our first stop would be the bumper-to-bumper Art Cars exhibit on Mount Royal Avenue.

See: Artscape 2007 – Pt 2

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