The Diaries |
October 21st, 2006 |
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The island is like a ship, wherever we look, all we see is the sea.
The trade wind strengthened a bit and took its usual south-east direction. So the Utile site was sheltered, since it is located at the north-west of the island.
A turtle was sleeping next to a rock, exhausted by its night laying. We had to tap on its carapace to make it move and go away slowly. The bar jacks, appreciated by the fishermen for their vitality, were swimming in the middle of the other reef fish. A shark called « whitetip reef shark » after its white-edged fins, was patrolling the reef, its territory. It is well-known for tolerating the divers. These generally don’t work on the shark’s territory, near the slope.
Everybody agreed not to dive in that afternoon, because of the heat and the accumulated tiredness over the various difficult diving sessions. One group devoted this free time to tidying up the various observations made for one week, another to making photographs of the objects that had been brought back up and completing the database. We were a third of our stay on the island. |
Rédacteur : M. Guérout |
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