Our 10 days of diving in the Solomons with the Master liveaboard was amazing. Some things about the trip are quatifiable, 37 dives in 10 days is, a pretty big number of dives. The countless thousands of fish we saw was impressive. We saw large schools of jacks, fusiliers and barracuda. But the diving wasn’t just about the numbers. There were many story lines along the way that standing alone could make great stories. Consider one of the dives we did was named Simon’s dive site. Simon lives in the Florida islands and is quite a naturalist. He has among other things replanted coral on the reef on his property and has gotten the government to recognized his property as a nature preserve. His efforts have helped grow stag horn coral in places where it appears to have either not existed or which may have been in existence but needed to be reseeded. With growing reefs come critters. We did a night dive on Simon’s reef. Among the things I saw was a nudibranch that was enormous, almost 10 centimeters in length. Now I have shot this same species of nudibranch in other places such as the Philippines, but I don’t think I have ever seen one this large.
But the trip wasn’t just about nudibranchs or small critters. One of the things that stood out in my mind was just how healthy the reef was on all of the sites we dove. In paticular, the wide range of hard corals struck me.
But the soft corals were also quite abundant. Not since I dove rainbow reef in Fiji had I seen so many different colors of soft corals on any dives. Red, purple, yellow, orange and white soft corals covered many sections of the reef.
And of course there were a number of the usual suspects that you find in the coral triangle, such as clown fish.
But of course the thing that keeps me coming back to diving is the friendships that are formed by diving with people from all around the world.
I grew up living near the Great Lakes. It was not until much later in life that I saw my first shark. The shop I was diving with at the time had told us to expect that we would see a shark or two on the dive. We did see a shark, but he took one look at us open circuit divers and swam the other way. Before his tail had completely disappeared into the distance, I thought well that wasn’t too bad. That sighting was over 20 years ago and since that time I’ve seen many varieties of sharks, but seeing a shark never gets old for me. And no, it is not because in my day job I’m a lawyer and I have enjoyed professional curtesy with the sharks in the water.
Before last year, I used to think oh there’s a nurse shark. Whoopi, a very docile animal.
Well, last year I was on a night dive where we knew nurse sharks would be feeding. In the briefing we were told to stay off the bottom which was only maybe 35 feet below. So we stayed in the mid-water about 15 feet off the bottom. I’m glad I stayed off the bottom. What I observed were a handful of nurse sharks pounding every hole in the reef looking for a sleeping fish to swallow. I have been in a cage and watched bull sharks go after fish bits that were tossed into the water near the cage. The bulls sharks were not that much different from the vigor with which the nurse sharks crashed the holes in the reef to find fish. The thing that startled me the most was the speed at which the many attacks were launched by the nurse sharks. Had Micheal Phelps been in one of the holes in the reef he would not have stood a chance of out swimming the nurse sharks.
In the murky water of the harbor where the shark cage was it was stunning how fast the bull sharks came at the cage and how careful I was at keeping everything well inside the cage.
Then there was the dive where we were watching and taking pictures of great hammerheads swim in water that the visibility was not great. After having visibility that was awesome a few days before, I began to feel very uncomfortable when I realized that a 12 foot hammerhead could swim up behind me while I was focused on a similar sized hammerhead in front of me and missed the one that was on my blind side. Glad my buddy was watching out for me.
Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t attribute some ill will to sharks. They just do what they have been doing for hundreds of millions of years. They are a top predator and they are just looking for a meal. They are intelligent predators and they are designed to move through the water far more efficiently than we are. And, they do an excellent job of cleaning off the the sick or otherwise unhealthy reef critters.
Of course as top predators, the existence of sharks in a particular dive site I always take as a good sign that the reef is healthy. That is, if the top predator is doing well then all of the fish and creatures that are on lower levels of the food chain must be in at least decent shape otherwise there would be little in the food chain to support the top predator.
Over the course of the last 20 years or so, I have traveled to most of the islands in the Caribbean. Generally speaking, the water is warm, the visibility is good and the locals are friendly to divers. What’s not to like, right? I can remember when I first started diving and even before that that I often heard this chewing sound while under water that I eventually came to recognize as the sound of native reef fish species caring for the reef by feeding on the algae that would otherwise overtake and over come the reef. The fish thus kept the algae in check, got a good mean, and the reef stayed healthy and life on the reef seemed to be in balance.
I had been to Roatan before nearly a decade ago and I was somewhat disappointed at that time because while the dive shop was friendly, the water was warm and there was relatively good biodiversity underwater, I still came away with a sense of gloom. During my prior trip there just seeemed to be something that was missing.
At the time I first thought maybe my day job was just weighing me down. Later I thought maybe the fact that the group I was with, who speared several hundred lion fish during the week, bothered me because it occurred to me that each invasive lion fish had eaten way more than its weight in native species of reef fish. Still later I thought maybe it was the fact that the divers who were spear fishing lion fish had missed many of the targeted lion fish which meant that many of the native species of fish would remain at risk for predation by lion fish who had no native predators. It was only towards the end of the trip that it hit me, I had not heard what I had become accustomed to hearing, the feeding of the native fish species chewing on the algae that was growing of the reef. Yes the reef did not have an over abundance of algae, but I had notice there seemed to be many juvenile reef fish that were missing. That is, there were quite a few adult reef fish, but there seemed to be a gap and what was missing were many of the small colorful reef fish that I had grown accustomed to seeing.
Roll forward a decade. I had an opening in my work schedule so my wife convinced me to jump on a liveaboard that sails around Roatan. Okay it didn’t take much convincing. The week before the trip, I looked at the weather map and saw there was going to be quite a bit of wind and a potential storm or two that might affect the trip. I thought to myself well I wonder how many dives we will get in with the expected weather. As we were waiting at the airport to catch flight down to Roatan, we met a group of divers who were going to dive from a resort in Roatan. I talked to several of the divers and figured I would probably see them on the return flight back to Dallas the following week so I thought I would talk to them on the flight back to see how their trip went.
When we got the the live aboard later that day, they told us about the weather system and that the captain would be sailing us around Roatan which has some tall hills which he hoped would hide us from some of the wind that had been forecast. He also predicted that we would see alot of dive sites that the boat typically did not go to because they were quite a ways away from port, but that was how we were going to avoid the worst of the storm and wind. Our crew, with the exception of the engineer, were all from Roatan and went above and beyond what I have often seen crew do to make passengers comfortable.
A week later, and 24 dives in the book for me, I think the captain and crew did a great job keeping us out of the wind, and finding interesting dive sites with a good amount of reef life for us to see. And, for me all of it made interesting subjects for me to break in my mirrorless camera rig.
For me the highlight was the one day that we could go out to a sea mount and dive around the Cocos sea mount. The reef life was spectacular. Yes there were schools of creole wrasse. And yes there was the largest school of Atlantic spade fish I have ever seen.
A small fraction of the Atlantic Spade fish school
From what I could tell from talking to the other passengers, everyone seemed to have had excellent trip. Did I see a few lion fish during the trip, yep, but they were speared fairly quickly by the crew.
And I was also glad to see some of the usual suspect such a nassau groupers who seemed inquisitive and healthy.
When my flight from Dallas to LA was delayed more than 4 hours and I missed my connecting flight to Manila, I was starting to wonder would it be worth traveling from Dallas to Manila? My concerns were only heightened when I found out later that day that because I missed my flight to Manila my business class seat was gone and I would be flying economy. Ugh. Well I got lucky, even though I had a middle seat in the 777 the guy next to me had bought an extra seat which was empty which almost gave me enough room to be comfortable. I was lucky there was only one empty seat on the whole plane, and it was next to me. Twenty plus hours of flying is not fun. But if you want to see amazing biodiversity, then the Philippines is pretty much a game changer.
In 10 days of diving 3-4 dives a day, I saw a lot of incredible critters. (Yes work occasionally got in the way of diving, but at least not too much of the time).
This trip I spent a lot more time using a snoot to shoot images. A snoot is just a light restricting devise to keep the flash beam of light very narrow so much of the surrounding sub-straight is not lit. Of course that is useful because much of the substraight is not particularly pretty.
I was trying out the backscatter mini flash 2 which does have some very nice features. I would say the focus light is brighter than the mini flash 1, and the switch to turn on the flash has been significantly improved. I just wish they would change the snoot restictor from a slide mechanism to an aperature type arrangement like what is used on the maralux snoot. Now one of the engineers I met in the Philippines had modified his mini flash and printed out on a three D printer an aperature devise that worked with his mini flash. Wish I was an engineer but alas I can break almost anything without even trying and certainly putting a new devise in a flash is just way beyond my skills.
To give you as sense of the difference between the biodiversity in the Caribbean which is close to home for me, and the Philippines consider the difference in diversity of nudibranchs (shell less mollusks). The Caribbean has maybe a few more than a dozen different nudibranchs. The Philippines has over 1,000 different nudibranchs and they are still finding previously undescribed nudibranchs.
This was my third trip and the question I always ponder: Was there any overlap between the critters I saw this trip and my two prior trips, –In a word: yes. But there were still creatures I have not previously seen. So will I go back to see if there are still more critters different critters to see, yep.
Not long ago I asked a relatively new diver whether she was going to do a night dive that was part of a trip. Her response was: I’ve never done one will I see anything? My response was probably a bit snappy: yes assuming you turn on your torch and keep your eyes open. I went on to explain that since we were diving in the ocean and on a reef she would normally see the “night shift” of critters. Many of them would be hunting for their dinner while the creatures she had seen on the reef during the day might be hanging out in holes in the reef and trying to sleep all in hopes of not being eaten.
An octopus waiting for prey to swim by
She asked who were the critters that we might see that we’re hunting for their dinner. I said if we were lucky we might find some octopus feeding.
An octopus hanging on to the crab he would be dining on
She asked what else might she see. I said well we might see a nudibranch or two.
A nudibranch crawling on the reef
She asked will we see anything weird? I said well it depends on what you mean by weird but since we were in Southeast Asia I said well we might see a bobbit worm.
A bobbit worm feeding at night
On that night dive we did see a bobbit worm which the dive guide would periodically push a morsel of food to. Our newer diver was startled the first time the jaws of the bobbit worm snapped shut and the worm pulled his prey into his hole in the sand.
When we eventually returned to the surface our newer diver said can we do that again? My response was well perhaps tomorrow. Will the boat need to save a space for you? The answer was: Of course…..
Sometimes when we are diving we find things that catch our eyes but yet, the conditions are less than ideal. Other times we go on a trip where we expect to see one or more particular animals, yet they just don’t show up. Is the thrill of getting to see one or more rare or unusual animals what keeps us diving? Maybe, but there is probably more to it than that.
About seven years ago I had a trip planned that would allow me to go to a location that has a high probability of seeing manatees. With my usual luck it snowed so hard that the flights would not go from Dallas to Florida so that trip like many of late, wound up on the scrape heap.
This year we traveled to Placentia Belize and while it is unusual to see manatees in Belize it is at least possible. We had been sailing for a week and had not seen any manatees. Now we had seen quite a bit of wildlife, but we had not found a single manatee even though we had been in some relatively good environmental conditions to spot them. We saw dolphins. We saw turtles.
And sometimes we could get pretty close to the animals.
We saw sharks.
We saw quite good variety of tropical fish and other marine life.
But no manatees. I had all but given up hope of spotting any. We got to the last day of sailing and cruised into a small island. The water visibility was pretty poor. I think I was the only one to get into the water to snorkel. We had long since burned up all of our air tanks so I was relegated to snorkeling. I took my underwater camera and left the strobes off because I figured they would just light up all the particulate in the water. I had been in the water over an hour and had seen a few interesting critters, but nothing particularly interesting. I think I had taken maybe 3 or 4 shots with the rest of time just looking for anything interesting. The reef went pretty much up to the shoreline and I had started from the boat and I swam more or less towards the island. There were a couple of small dogs on shore that would periodically bark at me. I guess they just wanted to let me know they were there. I had swum the length of the island (it was small) when the reef pretty much petered out and I found myself over mostly turtle grass. There wasn’t even any self respecting turtle grazing on the turtle grass. I was about to turn around and head to the boat when I saw movement in the water. It was maybe 25 meters away so I swam toward it. As I swam the water got murkier and murkier. And after a few seconds it occurred to me what I was looking at through the murk…
Yep, it was that long hoped for manatee. So I kicked hard to try to get closer. Unfortunately, he heard me. With a tail flip or two he was out of range.
Oh well, I guess I will have to find another one….
Those dark spots are the reef reaching up to grab the boat
Belize is about the size of Massachusetts, so we are not talking about a large land mass, at least for someone from Texas. Belize is lucky because off it’s coast is the second largest reef system in the world. The Meso American reef stretches the entire length of the coast of Belize and carries over to the Riviera Maya in Mexico to the north, and down to Honduras to the south.
There are quite a few islands off the coast of the mainland. Perhaps the most famous islands include San Pedro, and Caye Cauker. What becomes obvious if you fly into Placencia, is that there are quite a few islands not far from the mainland. Many of the islands and islets have interesting names such as Ray Caye, South Caye, Silk Caye ect. Some are have houses or other buildings on them. Some are not much more than a palm tree or two and maybe a mangrove tree or two. But sandwiched among a number of the islands is an area that from a sailing perspective is a fairly difficult area to navigate. In the “bad lands” the water tends to be shallow, and the reef is not particularly well charted.
Ten years ago when we first sailed into the bad lands with a very capable South African captain, he told me that he really watched his gps chart constantly because he did not want to run aground. He explained and it became pretty obvious fairly quickly that the reef was very shallow and rose and fell without a lot of warning. Our captain 10 years ago followed exactly the same track on each trip, just so he would not run aground. Ten years later we sailed with a Belizean captain. Captain David knew the bad lands like the back of his hand, but still he was careful to watch the shadows in the water to make sure the reef did not reach up and grab our boat.
But because the bad lands are pretty shallow they make an excellent place to go snorkeling.
Are the bad lands deep enough to dive, perhaps, but they are probably better just to snorkel and save our gas for a part of the reef that is not so shallow.