Max Muggeridge was fishing on the Tweed Coast, and managed to hook the huge shark – and immediately realised he was in a spot of bother.
“About 20 seconds into the fight I realised I had maybe bitten off a little bit more than I could chew,” he said. “I first hooked it at 7.15am and I got it on to the land at 10.30am. My hands are covered in blood blisters.’’
We were personally a little confused as to why running away wasn’t an option that entered his mind, until Muggeridge said: “Catching something like this has certainly been a life-long goal.”
He released the shark back into the sea, but not before taking hella pics of him giving his new shark friend/foe a big cuddle.
So there we go, 3 hours of shark wrassling. BECAUSE FUCK YEAH ‘STRAYA!
Image via Courier Mail
