My first night wreck dive! The unfortunate buddy on the right had to put up with my clumsy flash light handling. Without realizing it I pointed the light straight into his eyes at least once...How fun that must have been! We did not spend much time at the wreck (a small fishing boat at about 30 feet) because of the bloody 'rule-of-three'. At 1/3 of my air supply we had to swim back. Who on earth invented this 'rule-of-3'?
It was great to turn the lights off and look at the water in the darkness. It was not really dark at all! The bioluminescence was so magically-awesome-beautiful that I wished we could swim all the way back to shore without switching them on again!
