I thought they’d blend in more…

In addition to our many shore dives, we also went out on a few boat dives during our trip.  The boat dives were short single tank dives that left from Buddy’s dock and mostly went to dive spots around Kleine Bonaire (the island across the water from our resort).

One of the amazing things about diving with others is that despite the seemingly endless ocean a group of 6 or 10 divers is swimming in, people seem to always be bumping into you.  I’d make a concerted effort to distance myself from the others, and then out of nowhere, someone not paying any attention will float right into me.  Or kick me with a fin.

In fact, it’s amazing how little awareness some divers have.  The ones with cameras are the worst… they push the flowing branches of the soft corals out of the way to make room for their equipment.  Their fins kick at the corals and various plant life.  And I watched as one of them put his hand squarely on a brain coral to steady himself so he could take a picture.  Kick me in the head if I ever get to be like that.  But enough with the bitching…

One of the cool things about going out on a boat, other than being able to get to places you can’t get to by car, is that you generally get a dive master who knows their way around the reef.  Today we were headed to Joanne’s Sunchi where rumor has it, a seahorse is known to hang out.

I’ve been looking for seahorses every since my first dive (well… actually my first dive was in a quarry where I was freezing my ass off, failing to control bounancy, and generally not having the best dive experience).  Tim and I would scour the sea floor, carefully looking through soft corals and sea grasses, straining to find what must be one of the best camoflauged creatures in all the ocean.

Well, the dive master found the seahorse about five minutes after we had touched the water.  It clung to the branch of an unhealthy gorgorian.  My first thought upon seeing this little Hippocampus was that I had been looking way too hard.   He wasn’t hard to see at all!

The divers climbed all over each other to get close enough for a view and to get pictures.  Eventually we all drifted off and swam down the reef and back.

On the return, Tim and I both went back – I wanted to see if I could find him again on my own.  To our excitement, not only did we find a seahorse, but we found two seahorses!  And while we were watching the let go of the coral and danced around each other, their curved bodies coming together and forming the shape of a little valentine.