Nain, Labrador. Approx 13 miles from the actual "coast". Many islands bteween them restrict the flow of tide. When the tide does rise at Nain, it comes in fast enough to trap a young lad who has worked himself out on a boulder field by jumping from one to another to fish for arctic char.

Not much of a story... yet.

I had four large char and five huge cod. I noticed I was ankle deep in water and only noticed because the flat oily ca'm had been disturbed. It was disturbed by whatever was sporting a 6m dorsal fin about 100m away. I threw all the fish on my back and turned toward shore... FUCK ME I CAN'T SEE THE BOULDERS!!!! They were under water and the sun was reflecting off the water.

I felt around with my fishing rod where I thought I had jumped from. I found several that way but not the last one. It was only a few metres so I jumped in and made it to shore WITH my fish.

I lay on shore, thoroughly panic sticken. I looked back and saw nothing but calm water. Whatever (orca?) it was hadn't bothered with me.

Good thing I waded/swam the last bit or I would have had to go back in the water at least up to my nuts... think about it... >;-)