SeaYoda
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I went to the jetties today (report below) and as I finished the dive a gentleman came up to me and asked me about the pictures I took today. As we were talking he asked if I ever went on ScubaBoard and then asked if I was SeaYoda. He said he had done a search for "Destin Jetties" and found a thousand SeaYodas. Imagine that, a thousand MEs 
. Does this mean I post too much :11: ?
...... 15 seconds of fame now over :laughing: ........
The beach was very crowded today with sunners, snorkelers, boaters, and divers.
Water temp at 45' was 86 degrees. The viz was a particle full 15' - 20'. The dangerous Homo sapiens with scuba gear were worse than the viz by far. I was peacefully taking pictures near the end of the North side of the jetty when a pod of clods (about 12) surrounded me and admitted me into their bottom stirring clan by landing all around me. I folded my hands and watched as the leader of the tribe slowly rounded up his wandering flock out of the gloom and landed each one within 15' of me. They finally left me behind in the swirling sand. At the end of the dive I emptied my BC and sat on the bottom wasting the last of my tank at 15' as I watched the sea life pass me by - until I feel something bumping my tank. I turned my head to see another diver (obviously well trained in awareness in the sea) swimming slowly backwards into me. She almost wrapped herself around my tank before she gave me a startled glance and moved on. I weaved my way through the boats and back across the beach to go home. Only a few pics turned out - here's what I got:
. Does this mean I post too much :11: ?...... 15 seconds of fame now over :laughing: ........
The beach was very crowded today with sunners, snorkelers, boaters, and divers.
Water temp at 45' was 86 degrees. The viz was a particle full 15' - 20'. The dangerous Homo sapiens with scuba gear were worse than the viz by far. I was peacefully taking pictures near the end of the North side of the jetty when a pod of clods (about 12) surrounded me and admitted me into their bottom stirring clan by landing all around me. I folded my hands and watched as the leader of the tribe slowly rounded up his wandering flock out of the gloom and landed each one within 15' of me. They finally left me behind in the swirling sand. At the end of the dive I emptied my BC and sat on the bottom wasting the last of my tank at 15' as I watched the sea life pass me by - until I feel something bumping my tank. I turned my head to see another diver (obviously well trained in awareness in the sea) swimming slowly backwards into me. She almost wrapped herself around my tank before she gave me a startled glance and moved on. I weaved my way through the boats and back across the beach to go home. Only a few pics turned out - here's what I got:
