Deep Blue Sea

Trip Start Mar 14, 2006
Trip End Mar 15, 2007

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Flag of Cook Islands  ,
Monday, January 29, 2007

Having only a short time here, and not wanting to get island fever by staying so long that I end up drawing faces on volleyballs and calling them Wilson, I'd booked a couple of dives for this morning having to safely squeeze them in between flights. It did mean missing church which I wanted to attend with it being a big draw to hear the angelic singing on the Cook Islanders. As an alternative consolation I did get to see another sunrise having to be up early enough for my 7:30am pick-up.

Dive Rarotonga was the outfit I had chose to get wet with along with 3 other guys, one about to start work here, one who had done over 5000 dives and one real salty old sea dog type who I was unsure if he worked here or not.

Dive site one was at a site called sand river with great visibility for me at last yet still half what it can sometimes be here at 40 meters. A few big fish hanging around included a golden trumpet fish, moray eel in his/her hole plus a large trevally eating breakfast though the real highlight was a little big bigger. Swimming over the sand and coral below we came to a drop-off where the sea floor fell away to around 60 meters then straight down over 2000 meters. Some people have been known to get vertigo over such depths staring down in what looked like endless dark blue.

After a break back on land it was time for dive number two, my thirteenth. My dive buddy this time was the sea dog who seemed eager to use his large rusty dive knife repeatedly reminding me of the unlucky number of my dive and the possibility of perhaps having to remove a stuck foot or leg from a giant clam while smirking from behind the knifes blade. Great I'm diving with Jack the Ripper.

Returning to the surface intact, probably to someone's disappointment, it was another good dive with some triggerfish (love these guys), Christmas tree coral, Sergeant majors and a few giant clams, keeping them at a flippers distance.

With the sun setting, a group of use went out for a few drinks at a bar down the beach sitting overlooking the lagoon as the sun slipped slowly below the horizon. Traveling can be tough sometimes.
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