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Bubbles, then shadows. Shifting shapes and faint forms. Divers drift into focus from the blue depths. I barrel roll to check on my buddy with a flick of my fins, taking silent delight in the aquatic acrobatics. My buddy signals "okay" as I twirl round for a double take of the new dive group. They round the perimeter of the wreck and I recognize a pair of eyes, two, three- it's Meg, Shelby, and Julia from the Underwater Centre! Beaming through my regulator, I wave enthusiastically to my friends from Cap Ternay. From open water expedition members to divemaster interns, we've come so far in the past thirteen weeks. Since moving to Beau Valon, contact with interns at the other dive shops has been sporadic at best. I could not think of a more appropriate reunion than 18 meters below the surface, swimming into our roles as divemasters. It was the perfect birthday surprise. more underwater adventures at vdives.blogspot.com
Thailand: Day 1
Day 1: 1/21/12 Sunday, Bangkok
I board the express water taxi at Tha Tien headed for Wat Pho. It is no small feat. I am herded onto a teetering boat along with a flood of people while passengers on-board squeeze through the chaos, intent on getting off before the boat lurches back into the river traffic. The long-tail motor rumbles and roars making it impossible to hear anything above the din- anything besides her. A petite Thai lady with a stern face and sharp eyes elbows her way to the clump of new passengers. Somehow the sea of people part before her. There's an air of authority around her that is magnified by the intensity of her shrill
Week 21: The BIG 100
My eyes fixate on an underwater rock. At first glance it's mundane, displaying the usual algal growth common to the countless other boulders. Even so, I stall and invert myself for a closer look. The rock blinks, its gaze meets mine.
The rock moves. Fins arch displaying a vibrant color scheme of yellow and auburn before nestling back into the rock. I crane my neck around, signalling towards the rock. Some divers acknowledge my find with a smile in their eyes and the "OK" signal while others shrug staring at me and the rock quizzically. With my makeshift tank-banger (a dull and rusted garden stake), I point delicately to the top of the rock w
Week 20: It's Getting Hot in Here
A bead of sweat trickles down my forehead as I bake in the Blue Sea Diver's beach kiosk. The heat of the day bears down upon the shack maintaining the suffocating temperature. The ocean waves to me from a distance, tempting me with its pristine waters. From within the oven, I smear perspiration from my brow with my forearm. There's no relief from the heat. It takes all my might to focus my mind on the promise of tomorrow's dives-anything but the rising temperature. more underwater adventures at vdives.blogspot.com
Week 19: The Sky is Falling
Days blur together like colors in some sort of twisted painting, deceiving my eyes with uncertain shades. Yesterday, tomorrow- words devoid of meaning as only the current fleeting moment is framed perception.
I strain to find an anchor in the whirlpool time spins, but for the life of me, all I see are life's ever shifting hues and changing tides. I want to sink below the layers of color, below the constant churning waves where the ticking of time fades. I yearn for life beyond the frame, beneath the chaos of colors where worldly prejudices dissipate and peace resides. more underwater adventures at vdives.blogspot.com
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I read everything. Being dive master seems to be a lot of fun but a lot of work too. I think I remember doing a similar drill where I have to stay afloat for a certain amount of time in one spot of the pool. It was tough so I can relate. The whole thing about raising your arms while staying afloat must be even more tiring then just staying in one spot of the pool keeping afloat.
Well, have a nice day and Happy Fourth of July.
Well, have a nice day and Happy Fourth of July.