Sharks and Champagne

The local Indigenous population once called this river “a place of mist and shadows,” but today, here on the bottom side of Down Under, it’s going to be one of the hottest days of the summer, with a southern sun driving the mercury up to a toasty 40 C, no mist or shadows in sight. Nearby, a black swan paddles on the dark waters and, a few minutes later, a tern dive bombs the Yarra River, perhaps in search of a little lunch. Sharks swim beneath our Zodiac, and I wonder if they’re hungry, too. Playing down the situation like a true Aussie, our guide minimizes the threat. “Ah, they’re just little gummy sharks, not great whites,” says Hugo Mylecharane, a proud Melbourne local… [read more at The Globe and]