| For me its the unexpected ( hopefully pleasant ) things that just don't happen on land .
Like comming to an abrupt stop on the seabed and looking around to see a dozen or more teeth locked on to your fin and the comical look of innocence on the face of the seal that owns them or, like last weekend when I was swimming over hull plate belonging to a well broken up trawler; the viz was much better than usual and as we started to ascend I kept looking at this plate, that normally would be hidden by silt, resolving itself into a sheet that must have been all of 15 feet by 10. I started to notice a very large rod down one side and as I followed it I saw it going through a large beam of wood and then continue on to a T piece at the top. All of a sudden what was just another piece of junk was transformed into a huge rudder and just as suddenly that little ship came to life in my mind out of the jumble of scrap below.
It's moment like that that do it for me.
Chris |