The boat dancing across the ocean swells. The warmth of the golden sun as it beats down upon my face and shoulders. Aluminum tanks clanging together as the waves caress the boat. I can feel the excitement of the people around me, just as I feel my own. The fresh smell of the ocean as it whispers through the breeze coming across the bow of the boat.
The boat slows to a crawl as we approach the mooring ball marking the dive site. The dive crew readies the boat. People begin to stir, defogging masks, sipping water, pulling up their wetsuits, giving their cameras a last check, examining their own gear as well as their buddies'.
The Dive Master gathers all divers and offers his well-rehearsed dive briefing. Our maximum depth. Our maximum time. What to look for and where to look. What, if anything, to avoid. Will we see sharks today? How about whales? Dolphins? Giant manta rays? Maybe a few giant moray eels? Seahorses? Turtles? Honestly, it doesn't matter to me what I see...
What matters most is how I feel when I'm in this foreign environment -- underwater. The sights, the sounds, the colors, the shapes, the feeling of weightlessness. After all, this is as close to being in outer space as most of us will ever experience. The true feeling of freedom. And, ah, the silence!
(by Carol Cotton Walker)
The boat slows to a crawl as we approach the mooring ball marking the dive site. The dive crew readies the boat. People begin to stir, defogging masks, sipping water, pulling up their wetsuits, giving their cameras a last check, examining their own gear as well as their buddies'.
The Dive Master gathers all divers and offers his well-rehearsed dive briefing. Our maximum depth. Our maximum time. What to look for and where to look. What, if anything, to avoid. Will we see sharks today? How about whales? Dolphins? Giant manta rays? Maybe a few giant moray eels? Seahorses? Turtles? Honestly, it doesn't matter to me what I see...
What matters most is how I feel when I'm in this foreign environment -- underwater. The sights, the sounds, the colors, the shapes, the feeling of weightlessness. After all, this is as close to being in outer space as most of us will ever experience. The true feeling of freedom. And, ah, the silence!
(by Carol Cotton Walker)
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