Diving is a drug and I'm a proud pusher. I praise and idolize sucking on the tank and dropping down into an unreal world for one bizarre and wonderful trip.
It's scary, but only at first, and most are hooked after the first hit. Away from the world on top, calm and moving with the flow, they lazily explore or eagerly search for something new knowing that anything imaginable and everything unimaginable can suddenly appear and change all that one once knew about life on earth and in its depths (which, btw, is nothing much at all).
Come with me, take a giant stride, roll back, or simply dive under - It's so uncomfortable on land with those big flat pieces of plastic strapped onto your legs. Under here it's calm and you can fly and be almost weightless. Like good drug dealers we gave her the first hit for free. And she flew. Awkward at first, but then taking control, body, equipment, all in sync, flying towards that perfect high that today seemed to take the shape of a turtle.
masha_kvashonka on her first dive ever. Perhentian Island, Malaysia.
Perhentian Island Diving Gallery