It just keeps getting better. As I was sitting on the boat this morning on the way to my first dive, I found myself thinking about how much I love the sea. It sends me back to my ancestry. (I am sure that if I had been around during the Viking Age, (and a man) I would have been one of those guys on the longboats. I love the feel of the waves and the raw power in them. The shades of blue and green are too many to describe. It is almost like looking at a piece of Thai silk the way it shimmers and changes in a split second. The sea is so full of life and yet can destroy so easily. Too many people do not give her the respect she deserves. I often find myself thanking her for letting me in to be a part of it during my time underwater. I am always a guest, but I feel so at home.

Today was wonderful in terms of the count, A couple baby sharks and a nice big one to boot. Beautiful cuttlefish on display as well. A couple more octopi and, the crem de la crem, two frog fish! The first was a small yellow one that kept wanting to go back under the riock where he was hiding, the second was a bigger pink guy hanging out on a wreck. He wasn’t moving no matter how much we wanted him to. These were some real beauties. Glad I had my camera today. Night dive tonight, but no camera. Too hard to handle with a light as well. Dang it, also realized that I forgot the cable to upload pictures to my computer! L No show until I return to the mainland.

Caught up with an old friend today too. We worked together in Thailand 8 years ago. Her infant son is now a kid and her toddler is in grade 8. Time does fly. They are doing a Discover Scuba tomorrow. I am sure they will love it.

Night Dive

70 minutes. I have now seen the entire frogfish family, Papa Bear, Mama Bear and baby Bear. Papa was big (larger than my hand) and black and on the night dive. Mama was prink and about the size of my palm and baby was yellow and about a quarter of my palm. Amazing.

We also ran into an tiny baby cuttlefish tonight, And then there was the yellow and black dotted moray out for a hunt. We saw him strike at something as well. Not sure if he got dinner in the end.

It is easy to zone out on a night dive, only focusing on whatever you can see in the light. Sometimes I turn my light off and just follow the others. Then it is even more peaceful. Life is good.