See, I love waiting till after others have posted their trip reports-then I get out of the dull detais and on to the juicy stuff!!
First Dive--buddy Scott and I descended to the wreck, and followed the adventurous Vickie and buddy inside the wreck. Vickie was eager to do a little penetration, and I hesitantly considered the possibility. However, after watching Vickie and buddy headed through to the next compartment, I was comfortable enough to join, knowing my very competent buddy was with me as well. As mentioned, this was a GREAT wreck to try out a little penetration, as every compartment was open from above, with easy exits available, yet plenty of internal areas to explore.
As we ascended out of the last compartment, Scott spotted a spotted moray hanging out in a crevice. Then, turning around as we came up, along came a (still can't identify them) turtle, who hung around long enough to pose for a few pics and took off.
Proceeding around the back of the wreck, we explored the concrete culverts, just enjoying the dive. I looked up and spotted a Goliath Grouper just hanging out in the distance. Then, a large green moray poked his head out of the nearby culvert, posed for some videotaping by Zendiver (I think), and came out, swimming free. A brave diver got a good pet in before he headed for safer territory, spotting Jenny's beads somewhere along the way. While watching this spectacle, the resident Stingray blew right by my head, apparently also wanting in on the action. He made a few rounds before disappearing somewhere in the deep. I joined Jenny to pose for a few pics--did someone say something about beads? before continuing the remainder of the dive.
Second dive was on the Mystery reef--I think we have a tentative confirmation on the name as "Abbey Reef". After hopping in, I was put in charge as the handy compass monitor (little did my buddies realize my skills are sorely lacking in that department).....somehow, I lined up that "W" on the compass and led us...lo and behold...to a reef for some fishy viewing. After about 40 minutes of enjoyable shivering
(figuring out after the dive that I'd forgotten to rezip my wetsuit), I convinced my buddy it was time to head up. We enjoyed a nice long safety stop while he played with a few toys
Topside it was time to warm up in the sun, then headed back to Jenny's for a standard post-dive get-together. As the resident bartender, I was sure to keep the drinks nice and light. Really.
Someone required a power nap (ahem) before it was time to head Off to See the Lizard (aka, Jimmy Buffett). Some unfortunate singing ability was revealed, and some other board members got a telephone serenade of their very favorite song
Many, many, many thanks to our chauffer and fellow Conch, Brian!!!
Sunday, of course, was recovery day..........and, as always, the important question remains: WHEN'S THE NEXT DIVE!???!!!!!