I arrived in May '67, and I was told a woman had lost a leg to a shark a few weeks previously. I gave up on Tarshyne for two reasons. 1. I swam out to the shark net one day, with a face mask. The net only went down about three feet. 2. The bus, full of officers, took the same route at the same time every day. Not long after I stopped going, it was attacked. I believe the only casualty was the driver, who stopped a bullet somewhere not too serious. Could have been a lot worse.