Back to Tulemben and the now familiar Liberty wreck. Only this time it was straight
down to business as the already O.W.C. assessed tasks were acquired
assumptions. After a very brief, briefing, we entered the water now much calmer
than before. Visibility was crystal clear and the temperature was just a trifle
cooler than stepping into a warm bath.
We headed straight offshore towards the wreck. Once down we
were right in the middle of what was left of the stern. The wreck’s coral
encrusted ribs arched upward. I was still adjusting my buoyancy when my
shoulder scraped against the rusted bulkhead, reminding me why it said in the
good book to ensure that for wreck diving keeping ones tetanus shots up-to-date
was essential.
We cut straight down the middle of the wreck to the stern
heading over the top of a bright sunlit coral archway and entered another world
gaining some sense of enclosed spaces and why it was important to stay off the
bottom and look overhead for any potential obstructions.
32 minutes later and much,
much too soon I might add, it was time to go topside.
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