The shark in its garbage can
So I've had this shark in the freezer for a while and the maids finally got sick of it and yesterday they threw it away. Luckily for me some higher power drew me to the freezer to check on my shark, when low and behold, my trophy had been snatched from its icy display case. I quickly started questioning everyone in sight. Mary was the only person in sight and admitted to throwing the shark away, so I didn't have to question too many people. She said the meat was no good and she wasn't going to keep it around any more. It did kind of stink. I quickly ran to the garbage pile and pulled it out. I don't know if it's the Ojibwa in me, but since I killed something (especially something as cool as a hammerhead shark) I felt I needed to make something from its carcass, be it soup, sushi, or a nice pair of boots.
On his way to being gutted. He looks so unhappy.
Well I did lose my wallet about a week ago and I think it could make a wallet (I made them all the time in the scouts) so I decided to craft myself a shark skin wallet and potentially a belt if I have enough skin.
When I found the shark in the garbage it was still frozen so I put it in a garbage can full of water and let it thaw over night. This morning I got up really early, dragged the shark on a boogie board down to the sea and proceeded to gut it and attempted to remove its skin. Let me tell you, that is not an easy task. The skin is so tough, I was afraid my knife was going to slip and impale my hand. As far as skinning, I made it about two inches before I had to leave for an airport pick-up. I left it down in the garbage can full of water. Today was so busy that I haven't been able to get back to it. I'll have to do it tomorrow. Hopefully it doesn't stink too bad. We'll see. I have no idea what I'm doing.