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Hey there all,
 Well, now you have done it. My
concentration has been diverted from the world of electronic funds transfer to a
place where all one needs to do is wake up, eat, relax and be pampered by the
exquisite proprietors of Subway Watersports.
As I sit today at my desk, wearing my Subway Watersports t-shirt and reading the
10/10 newsletter, I find my mind wandering back to the friendly, laid back
atmosphere of Roatan.
In the not so distant past, I too was
enjoying the serenity and underwater enchantment of Pat's Place, Gold Chain and
each of the inviting dives I experienced on my first dive trip. With each dive I
became more curious about the creatures of the ocean asking multitudes of
questions of Gillian and Merritt. I needed lot's of reminders as to which
creature was which since my senses were on overload. Believe me when I say I
will never forget the sign for a Trumpet Fish.
 I made my first dive to a depth of 100
feet, which in and of itself amazed me because I wasn't nervous at all, just at
home, relaxed. How wonderful it was to have the wall teeming with life on one
side and the vast expanse of blue, depths in the thousands of feet, on the
other. Gold Chain, Valley of the Kings, French Key Cut, it didn't matter, even
when visibility became less than perfect our faithful dive masters steered us to
even the smallest points of interest.
The week progressed, as did I, then
Wednesday came. Patrick joined James and I for a shark dive at Waihuka
Adventures. I was quick to do my backward roll into the water, preparing for the
descent to 70 feet. As I began my descent I started breathing more rapidly, as I
was becoming increasingly scared. I learned on this dive the importance of
taking slow deep breaths, those short nervous ones don't aid in ones buoyancy.
Once on the bottom with James and Patrick as well as the others on the dive, I
began to relax and overcame my last fear of the ocean, Sharks. On top of that,
what a fantastic experience. For this I owe Patrick thanks, since he made a
point to accompany us on the dive. Having a familiar face that I had learned to
trust helped a lot.
 Wednesday night we went on our night dive,
yet another first for me. I never thought I would be so calm, but the thick inky
blackness of the evening ocean just seemed to hold us in place. The only
disruption of the night was our lights, illuminating the creatures dwelling
stealthily in the darkness and making most vibrant the colors of the reef. I can
still remember the glowing orange eyes of lobsters, crabs and shrimp as we swam
slowly by, staring at us as if to say "welcome to our home". Towards the end of
the dive, seeing the Strings of Pearls and other bio-luminescence was just a
bonus at the end of an extraordinary day.
With Thursday came our last diving day and
on the last dive of the day, joined by the whole crew including Ron and Jurgen,
I managed to stay under for 56 minutes, my longest dive ever. It was such a
treat for myself as well as the rest of our group to know that we could be
joined by even those at the resort who don't dive all that often. We really felt
special.
The last day touring the Island, from the
Mangroves in a water taxi to dinner with all of you, all of you made my trip the
most memorable I have ever had. We didn't see the elusive whale shark, but that
just gives me an excuse to come back. You will see me again and if I have my
way, the rest of the group will come along as well. They are still trying to get
me more involved in the group, but we will have to see about that.
Thank you all for the most wonderful of
experiences and fondest of memories. Keep up the good work and watch for our
elusive friend the Whale Shark.
See you all again,
Kris
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