journals, ramblings, pictures of things I've seen.


__________________________________________________________________ONE DAY AT A TIME

Friday, August 25, 2006

down...under

I stepped out of the cold shower with soap still on my face. She was playing Michel Jackson for me. He kept on saying, “the daw gone girl is mine.” I couldn’t relate.

Instead I thought of home. Its amazing how much they love bad music “down under.”

She rode horses. We met on a ranch. I had my kids with me and they knew it before I did. She would let me stay at her flat for a few days in Sydney before I had to fly home. For this I was obliged, but now I had to focus on the task at hand; psyching the kids up for the night dive to come.

Theres nothing weirder than dropping anchor when theres no land in sight, but that’s how it is on the barrier reef. The diving was unreal, huge sea turtles were everywhere. So many fish its almost overwhelming. After sunset a light lit up the water behind the boat. I turned on a flashlight and prepared to jump into the darkness. Huge fish would streak through the lit up area of water because it was their feeding time, and that’s what they do. With a little hesitation and a purple glow stick attached to my tank, I took that long step off the boat into silence. If you haven’t dove at night before I recommend it. It feels like you are in the movie ET. Light rays from other peoples flashlights and the sound of yourself breathing; its surreal to say the least. A 5 foot reef shark passed me on the left and then disappeared into dark 8 feet in front of me.

I have a lot to figure out, and I will take all the help I can get. This blog is an opportunity for me to share some insight, and give others a chance to do the same.