As the week slipped by the diving got better.
At
St John’s
Caves
we had a plan to dive as a group of 4 and as soon as we were in it was
abandoned and myself and Jo [with whom I ended up diving for most of the
week] headed off into a different entrance to Dave and Alan. After
the caves we were at Fury Shoal for the afternoon and night dive. On
this occasion went in as a group of 4, Sue, Alan, Mike and me. Apart
from a large moray the main focus were the lionfish.
One morning – and I really can’t recall
which one, we were lucky enough to snorkel with dolphins. At least we
caught a few glimpses of them and could hear them squeaking away to each
other.
A dive at Maksour was followed by the
brilliant
Claudia
Caves
and another night dive at Abu Galawa. Here was that little American
wreck, a yacht that had run aground, broken off its rudder and sunk just
off the reef. At night it’s a spooky dive, but we were able to spot
those gorgeous little porcelain crabs in the hard corals on the hull. On
the way back, we were “hailed” by one Irene, more of whom later, who
had cleverly spotted a Spanish Dancer.
The next day we were led on a long dive
through the middle of the same reef, then, when most turned right to
look at sand eels and other things, Jo and I turned left and made a bee
line for the wreck. We had 20 minutes alone on the wreck before others
arrived, which allowed us to take some decent pictures.
The best night dive for me was the last, on
Abu Dabab 6. I dived with Dave. The reef looked battered and rocky, and
unpromising. However we managed to spot 3 crocodile fish, a holothurian,
a small red lionfish, a snake eel, several crinoids and a tiny cuttle
fish that became so indignant at our presence that he squirted ink at
us. Naturally I had left the camera behind for this dive – it always
seems a sure way of making sure you see lots.