The first thing Rebecca Romijn notices on the boat is the cage - you know, the one that will stand between her and
a sea full of circling sharks. It is constructed of PVC tubing. It lies, folded, on the deck. And, with apologies to whoever constructed it, it does not appear to be an impenetrable fortress of protection.
"I mean, it's plastic," Rebecca smirks. "I have beach chairs that look sturdier than this."