White Spined Urchin on a rock
The following morning we dove early. The current was running a knot to a
knot and a half, so we used the structures to shield us from the current while
we were moving around. We found a Squirrelfish that refused to leave his
hangout. When I got ready to take his picture, I heard Lloyd yell "EEL"
through his regulator as plain as could be. It is true that humans can speak
under water, but only if all they say is "EEL". I looked behind the
Squirrelfish, and sure enough, there was a
small Moray Eel enjoying the
protection of this territorial little pest. I never was succesful in moving the
Squirrelfish for a better picture of the eel.
After our first dive Saturday, two tanks since our arrival, we decided to
move on to a deep water oil rig. We needed to off-gas nitrogen, and it seemed
appropriate to move closer to home since the deep water rigs are also great
diving. Waiting to off-gas at Stetson would prevent a return to the marina
before dark. We looked forward to a third diving environment, the rig, on this
trip. That decision proved to be a strategic blunder because the weather was
stormy when we got to the deep rigs, making a tie-up risky. We continued on to
the rigs about 20 or 30 miles out and found them all surrounded by fishing
vessels. We had a good time though, and will do it again soon. It is always fun
to visit with friends on these trips. Many thanks to Mr. Cheatham for taking us
diving when he could enjoy fishing other places.