Dec 9, 2008
We spent the day living it up as children of paradise. Our schoolwork was all but finished, and all we had to worry about was getting ourselves to the next dive site. We motored away from Donald Duck bay to a different dive site where we had planned to spend the night only to discover that there was no mooring ball and the depth was far too deep for us to anchor. Still, the divers suited up and got in while Argo idled by with the non divers lazing away with their books or just daydreaming. From there we headed out to a new mooring ball at a new bay where the water was still clear enough for us to see the hundreds of fish between us and the bottom 60 feet away. This is the essence of Sea|mester.