Scuba Diving Rambles sends one yellow duck and a yellow Sea & Sea MX10 scuba diving underwater camera for the Photographic Word A Week Entry.
Yes, I see the parrot in parrotfish. Totally. The large, powerful beak. The striking, beautiful, bold colours. The pecking as it consumes. It even has wings… well, sorta.
The resemblance is so ditto I actually tried having a conversation with one while scuba diving in the Maldives. Although it never replied to my “Hello Pretty-Polly!” greeting underwater. Or my “So, you’re obviously not polyunsaturated, are you?”
Phew, definitely need to check the air mixture in my scuba diving cylinder after this dive.
Open lines for feeding time underwater. A feather star stretches out a feathery fan and gathers what it can filter from the ocean current. Microscopic morsels caught in its soft linear webs.
Arms curl inward and transport the prey to an open, waiting mouth. Free-swimming and stalkless they prowl the muddy ocean floors.
Scuba diving begins spread-eagled on an azure bed as smooth as glass. Head back, masked eyes facing the heavens. Hovering above beauty. Hovering below beauty.
A lengthy, controlled flow of escaping air. Crystal clear waters engulf saturated neoprene. No longer are we between worlds. We have chosen ours below the line now above.
Sea Goldies flicker about from left to right. Chocolate Dips dart everywhere in-between. Visibility is endless.
My unhappiness is genuine when air runs low calling time on today’s scuba diving.
Ah, that moment you expel most of the air from your lungs and your body gently sinks beneath the surface of the water to start scuba diving.
It always gets me, no matter how many times I’ve gone underwater before. Gliding down in slow-motion towards the bottom of the ocean. Looking up and watching the dry world swirling away.
Taking in a deep breath to stabilise. Slow blow out. Then it begins. Another scuba diving adventure. Even if I have done the same dive site in the same day, there is always something different to see when going down scuba diving.
Spent two weeks on a live-aboard diving the Red Sea. Absolutely mind-blowing. It had been on my places to dive list for many, many years. Totally moved by the experience.
Remember sailing back to the harbour standing on the yacht deck looking out over the Red Sea and thinking if I never dived again it would be absolutely fine. The Red Sea felt like my Mecca dive site.