Two more new gorgonian species to science, new records and undescribed fish a plenty, and up we go. At 60 m (196 ft) we can clearly see the boat on the surface. Mind blowing!
Brian is a man of stealth, precision and strength, so much so that he renders the boat inoperable as he whips out the engine cord! At full speed we are 45 minutes from base, we get a tow. It must be said however, that I have the utmost respect for my fishy fix-everything brethren. I hover around them like the dumb broad I depict awaiting instruction and keen to learn, just as a child on the boat with my father. Having regrets for the timidity of my youth, life presents a second chance to learn from these practically minded fellows, of which I’m forever in awe of their ability to solve all scrapes and seemingly insurmountable issues at a whim.
Rich is our chief engineer, spring-boarding ideas at random, typically with great success. Without toolbox Rich and KM (our driver) get us home in the nick of time – the evening downpour awaits.