Now that's what I am talking about. If you see Rybren tell him I mentioned Supermodels in my last post.
SCUBA, you dove in good places. I have dove in those places and the Caymans are real good as a drift dive is fun and that's what they mostly have there.
I recently dove on some of the outer Hawaiian Islands. (I don't really like Hawaiian diving) My old girlfriend lives there and she was in our crowd so my wife is also friends with her. She took us to places where tourists don't go like a winery on top of the mountain on Maui and a Lavender farm up there above the clouds on the side of a cliff. Very cool.
My wife and I were diving in the Caymans and I am not really a tourist diver but you are supposed to follow the crowd. I was looking under rocks as I normally do because here in New York I am a lobster diver. My wife was hanging on to my belt and all of a sudden she pokes me and with this horrified look on her, she motions that we are alone.
That does not bother me because this was the Caribbean and there are dive boats there all the time so I am sure we will get a ride home.
Anyway, we went searching for our party and saw them in the distance so we headed for them. Their dive guide swims up to us and motions to "Go Back". Then he writes on his slate that we are not in his party.
Now my wife is panicking. I thought it was the best part of the dive. So we swam around a little and our guide found us and he was all horrified and panicky.
I normally dive here in NY and if no one wants to come, I go by myself which your not supposed to do, but it is what it is and I am not really a snowflake. I just don't dive at night alone as that would be stupid. Here we get tangled up in a lot of old fishing line.
WE once dove in some Island off Mexico (big mistake) and I saw this giant moray eel about 12' long. I pointed it out to the Jiboni behind me because he was taking pictures of everything. The Jiboni swims up to this giant fish and tries to tickle it under his chin like "Jacques Cousteau " (I forgot hot to spell his name, I don't do French)
The eel apparently never met Mr Cousteau and bit this Jerk's hand up to his elbow.
The eel was having a good time shaking this Genius back and forth and I was hoping the moray would eat him whole so I could get on with this boring dive. I mean, if you are going to be stupid enough to stick your arm in a fishes mouth that is half the size of a school bus, you deserve to get eaten. :mad: I am sorry but I don't have a lot of feelings for stupidity. It's like if you jump off a building holding a handkerchief for a parachute, should I feel bad when they pick you up off the sidewalk with a sponge!
So now there is blood swirling around this guy and the eel couldn't eat him whole and other people now see this. Of course I have to put this horrified look on my face and go and convince the eel, who was a friend of mine, to let this Idiot go and find another college grad to eat. :cool:
I convinced the eel to be nice and we got the moron to the surface and back to the boat. Then I ruined the rest of my day in a Mexican hospital so they could treat this Jiboni.
The rest of the week this guy was telling this story all over the place how this man eating fish almost tore off his arm.
I still am not speaking to that eel. :confused:
We took a helicopter over Kauai. That cut in the mountains is where they filmed the original King Kong movie where they had that giant wooden gate to keep him out. They also filmed one of the Indiana Jones movies here on a river that runs through there. Very cool.
There is a small moray here in the center. I think he was cousins of the large green moray I spoke about.
Visability isn't the best in Hawaii.
You can probably tell I have nothing to do right now as I am waiting for my wife to get up. :rolleyes: