Peering over the toe rail and into the bottomless depths of the sea below, I wonder what lives down there - What creatures call the seafloor home? I have seen glimpses of its occupants – a shark rising up and skimming the surface, a ray jumping through the air, the bobbing heads of sea turtles.
I have snorkeled since I was about 11 years old, and always wanted to learn to SCUBA, but for one reason or another, never have. At the Miami Boat Show two years ago I bought all the equipment. Neatly arranged on the top of my closet shelf sits a BC in its plastic bag, an octopus/regulator/dive computer contraption and other assorted dive paraphernalia. Looking up there at the stuff last week I thought, that is stupid for it to be sitting up there collecting dust, while I wait for the "perfect opportunity" to get certified. No more stalling, no more excuses. This spring my son and I are going to get certified. So, hopefully, it won't be long until I will no longer have to wonder about what lurks below.
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