So what’s the best thing to do on your second SCUBA dive? Of course, it’s to find a 6 foot shark, and pet him.

On our first full day in Honduras the non-certified divers (me, Stacie and Ed) awoke early for our “pool” course. Of course, our pool was the 80 degree plus Caribbean waters of a private island, complete with a pirate fort with gun housings still intact. So we got trained a bit on breathing underwater, and got down around 15 feet under. The water was murky, but it’s still cool to be weightless.

We returned to the resort (only a few minutes boat ride in little passageways between the dangerous coral reefs) and had french toast breakfast, the jumped back in the boat for our first official dive. Everyone was in the boat this time, and we moored to a little bouy at one of our divemaster’s favorite spots. For the first time, I rolled backwards off the edge of the boat (a bit unsettling, I have to admit), slowly sank down to 15 feet, and waited for everyone to gather. Then we just cruised around for the next 47 minutes, seeing a never ending coral reef filled with life. There’s no way to describe it Read the rest of this entry »