Bali - Day twelve and thirteen: mola-ed!!
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The last two days of my slightly longer than usual work trip. On day twelve, the boys stayed villa-ed, while the girls went diving at Nusa Penida again. I wished I could go, but I have to detox before the flight next day. And that proved to be a bad bad bad (not like I have a choice) decision. After they left, we went to Ubud to have lunch and did some hopeless shopping. I’m not sure about the others, but my head was still spinning like crazy from that horrible ride to Nusa Penida two days ago.
Right after lunch, we received an sms from the girls. They saw a huge school or mantas at Manta Point and are heading for Crystal bay to try their luck on the Molas. Sea condition was bad and they are just going to try anyway. An hour later, we got another message, they found the Molas. Not one, but TWO!!! And the best part, only 2 divers, 1 diveguide and 2 molas. It was unbelievable!! If I hadn’t seen the video after that, I would never have believed it.
This was their story. The details are pretty accurate since they repeated the story the whole night after they came back:P *lol* Right after they made their descent at Crystal Bay, the diveguide signaled them to move down the slope. According to them, they’ve never seen the diveguide so excited. They followed and spotted a baby mola, probably about 2 foot in diameter. The shy baby mola swam away as soon they approached. Wayan, the diveguide, took Michelle’s camera and started video-ing the other big mola. That one is probably 4-5foot in diameter. It was an amazing 4 minute documentary of the mola-mola! And at a depth of 50m!! Too bad I can’t link the video here since it’s not loaded on public site yet.
Though worn out from the extremely rough boat ride, the girls were smiling from ear to ear and watching the videos over and over again the entire night till they ran out of energy. I was in dreamland, wondering, why didn’t I extend another day. Damnit, now I have to wait another year to catch them again (if I’m luck enough). I was happy though, that they managed to catch it. At least it’s not a wasted trip.
On the last day, we woke up early and headed for the resort’s private beach. We did some shooting and headed up to the pool for a swim. Had a crazy time before it was time for me to pack up. Damn I wished I could’ve stayed another day. What a fantastic trip, fantastic company. Never a dull moment.
Here are some snippets from that morning’s shoot.
I told James to sit at the rock while the waves were crashing in. It looks pretty mild for awhile…
…then a HUGE one crashed right into him. I manage to avoid it somehow and… laughed my ass off:P That was so funny!!
The travel party at the infinity pool…
…going for the infinity…
…FACEPLANT!!
Happy people, all around. The photographer too, was happy behind the camera:D
