SCUBA Diving

 
Rex about to take the plunge.For four years Saturday mornings meant diving time. This picture was taken on my first SCUBA dive in a Vanuatu swimming pool. I'm the nervous looking one in the middle, worrying about rapture of the deep, bends, fish with sharp teeth, etc. My first sea dive was in Port Vila the following day. I was not carrying enough weight and spent a lot of energy kicking to stay down. But my guide showed me a rock. A rock with eyes! Before my boggling gaze, the eyes floated up off the rock and became surrounded by translucent blue stuff. What I later found out to be a cuttlefish went through some amazing colour changes as it swam quietly away.

After a great entry experience I was determined to become a real SCUBA diver, so on my return to Wellington I joined a mid-winter dive course. The water was cold, there was poor visibility, and I became fascinated by the undersea world. August 1994 was a benchmark time for me.

From my early dives in Wellington I was impressed by the diversity of dive sites, the incredible range of marine life, and wide range of activities one could follow when just 'out diving'. I could study fish, plant, and animal life, take photographs, or research artefacts or shipwrecks. As there were few references which were exclusively Wellington oriented, I gathered local dive information and share my findings on the web in The Wellington Dive Guide. My interests later evolved to maritime archaeology and I became an active member of MAANZ, the Maritime Archaeological Association of New Zealand

Wellington Dive Guide

Maritime Archaeological Association of New Zealand