The old man had been persuaded to go to the beach and since it was late September and tourists had gone home He reluctantly agreed. He waded out waist deep and then swam out to the bottomless part; suddenly the sea had goose pimples which he took as a warning and swam back to shore as fast as he could, this is not very fast for an eighty years old man. As he reached the shore, he sensed someone was trying to bite him, a tear in his swimsuit, told his wife he had been attacked by a shark, she said the rip had been there before, but he preferred his version. Every time he tells the story the shark gets bigger and he had wrestled with the ugly beast.