'You're not f***ing dying here today' | Fraser Coast Chronicle
It came at him like a missile, a dark shape across an underwater stretch of white sand, to the coral bombora on the Great Barrier Reef where Rick Bettua had just speared a Maori Sea Perch. It came faster than he'd ever seen a bull shark move - pectoral fins down, spearing towards him the instant his trigger clicked. He'd seen a million of them during his lifetime of diving. Often docile. Occasionally on the hunt. This one was too aggressive for this time of day, for water this cool. It was NRL grand final day, exactly seven weeks ago. Everything about it was wrong.