Tiny starfish that fit on the tip of my finger. Sorry for the blur,
it is the only photo of this. I just wanted to show how tiny it was.
Slightly bigger starfish.
Super-big star. I think the large legs had to be about 8 inches long.
It's those two nubs it is regrowing that are kind of creepy though.
Makes me wonder what the heck happened to it.
But mostly there was sand.
We found the bucket with the cinder block on top.
There was a little octopus hiding out in the cinder block.
I might not have seen it except for its creepy blinking eyeball.
I also was a little sea urchin. I know they are probably around, but it was the first time I saw one here. It was pretty small.
Hmmm... which way is East?
We surfaced and waited a few minutes to gauge the swells. They seemed faster and a little stronger than when we went in.
After trying to wait for a lull, it became apparent there would be no real lull. So we swam toward shore. I said that if I fell, which I hoped not to, that I was just going to remove the gear and push/pull it out until I got to a place I could stand.
As we got closer to shore again I had fin trouble. And in that couple minutes it took to get the second fin off, MF was able to power out of the water just fine.
Me? I fell. Ate sand as they say. There was no way I was going to get up. But I tried.
OK. Crawl out of water a bit more, remove gear, get a hand up from MF, then get the gear back on for walk back up the stairs.
Nice. How embarrassing. And now my gear was all full of sand.
We went to get some of the sand showered off of things. But the real gear cleaning would have to come later at home.
So yeah, not a very exciting dive as far as stuff to see.
And no, the exit was less than elegant. Way less.
Still, it is great exercise and great practice building toward a new location with more to see but a more difficult entry.