I Dive in Samana Peninsula and The Caribbean Because…
Where to start detailing the reasons why I and thousands of people around the world dive every day? I can’t speak for them but I can speak for myself and the easiest way is to list my favourite dive moments.
The moment when, riding out to the dive site, the sun is shining down, there’s sea spray on your skin, you realize the dynamics of your life have changed, albeit temporarily. All heady stuff.
The moment when, you leave the surface regulator in, you deflate your jacket and ‘freefall’ down to the dive area, a bit like Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible but without the strings.
The moment when, you are a couple of metres above another diver and they exhale and their bubbles envelope you before bursting into millions of tiny mercury like particles that quickly rise to the surface increasing in size with every inch they rise (they bubbles that is, not the divers).
The moment when, you are watching a shoal of sardines enthralling some newly qualified divers when, out of the blue, a white flash whizzes past your face and you realize it is a cormorant, the first of many, diving over and over again for their dinner.
The moment when, you look up and there are 20 or 30 metres of water between you and the surface but you can still see the yellow disc that is the sun and the sunlight flitting across the tips of the waves and the bubbles of air trapped under the waves. A truly magical moment in time.
The moment when, on a very familiar dive site that you have dived many times before, there is a new type of fish (hopefully not a lion fish) or a turtle or a ray that you’ve not seen there before so you look at the site through new eyes.
The moment when, you realize the only sound you can hear is your own breathing. No mobile phones, no kids, no spouses, no bosses, no one demanding your attention this is truly your own time and space.
The moment when, on a sunny day you see little rays of sunlight dancing over the white sands beneath you creating an ever changing kaleidoscope of rainbows chasing each other like demented Tinkerbells, across the ripples towards the sea grasses.
The moment when, after the dive you understand that diving truly transcends every barrier of language, class, creed and colour as you have just passed a couple of hours with like-minded individuals with no pressure of status, wealth or religion and you have all had fun.
Maybe that is why I dive, what’s your reason?