Dive Makai, the fine folks I was diving with the last two weeks, gave me a whole CD full of photos taken on our dives as a birthday present. Though that wasn’t as great as the dive i had on my actual birthday with my man Todd Emmons (three different kinds of scorpion fish (Leaf […]
Dive Makai, the fine folks I was diving with the last two weeks, gave me a whole CD full of photos taken on our dives as a birthday present. Though that wasn’t as great as the dive i had on my actual birthday with my man Todd Emmons (three different kinds of scorpion fish (Leaf scorpion, decoy scorpion, and a huge titan scorpion) on one dive, plus we got to watch a triton’s trumpet dine on a crown-of-thorns starfish (there was much slow-mo carnage), and i got down to 150 feet in a Dr. Seuss landscape of wire coral and nitrogen narcosis.)
Still, it was pretty fuckin’ cool.
Most of the shots are, you know fish, which you’d love if you’re into that sort of thing (vs the ray-feasts-upon-the-flesh kind of fish.). But here’s one of yours truly, just to show how completely dorky i look under water. What is the deal with those chipmunk cheeks?
As usual, click for a bigger version of the image.
I was gonna save this for some sort of HNT posting but i may have a good bruise picture for that.
So I can see you couldn’t leave well enough alone. Oh, no.
It wasn’t enough to just *touch* the manta ray, was it, you filthy man.
YOU had to go and give it “the shocker.”
Shame on you. They ought to lock you up.
Got yer shocker right here, Tootsie-pop.