My Recreational Diving Story
I have been diving for such a long part of my life that I often forget what an usual place it is for a human to be. Underwater. The fact that Jack Cousteaux managed to pioneer the exploration of a whole new world, and just like in science fiction, we are now easily capable of creating equipment allowing us to breathe bellow the surface is astounding. A human being with our hairless, almost clumsy body managed to harness the power of our minds to create a portal into the distant world. The alien landscapes of forgotten creatures and ruling currents.
My obsession with weightlessness began somewhere in early 2006, when I found myself on a try dive off the sandy beaches of southern France. I do not remember much about this school trip, however the 10 minutes I spent on my first ever dive never left my memory. The first sip of air I had while completely submerged was exhilarating and my excitement only grew when the instructor currently tasked at introducing me to the water pulled out an octopus as if out of thin air. The clever creature sat in the palms of it’s hands quietly and seemed to look up at me. I stretched my hand out to touch it at which it’s body convulsed propelling it through the water in a graceful manner. That was the moment where everything really started for me.
“I want to give people Octopus”