Imagine you are on a fishing trip on the Colorado River Delta where the river flows into the Sea of Cortez by Baja California. You spot a section of water that seems to be churned up and muddy, almost muddy like someone was mixing cocoa powder to make hot chocolate. You get a bit closer, and all of a sudden you instinctively duck under the nearest deck chair. It sounds like someone is firing a machine gun at you. But the sound does not stop and only keeps getting louder.
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