Meg here.
Diving last week was another magical adventure for me. I accomplished some goals–to go below 100 feet–I did 111 fsw. From my training, I know the pressure exerted on the body and the shorter bottom time–less dive time. Lessons learned were I can do deep and how exceptionally fast I could drop into a place where it would be hard to come up from while dealing with a ripping current.
With each dive, I began to relax and focus on what was around me. The noise! Not just my own breathing but munching!! The fish were eating, pooping–it’s so funny the first few times until you realize you’re swimming through it–sleeping, and mating.
- Looks as if it is snowing!
I’m not a good underwater photographer…yet. So many things to learn, which means more diving, which means more trips! Start planning TS Marilyn, TH Bob and TH Don! Belize with the whale sharks, Cenotes off Cancun, Fiji, Tahiti. . . 
Here are a few of my better shots:
Diving is freedom. No longer do I worry that I don’t have a perfect model body, or fabulous hair, make-up and clothes, that I’m aging with aches, pains, complaints and land limitations. No worries (other than air and NDL), Be Happy!
To be a part of this world . . .sometimes, I would love to trade with Ariel–the little mermaid.
Wonderful pic, Meg! Keep on posting them.
Thanks, Margaret!
Will do!