You Can't Get Lost

The two dives yesterday were really good.  This morning, there were only five of us on the boat (plus Pepe and Ricardo and the pilot, who I'm sure has no name, or voice.  We finally got him to wave at us as we got off the boat this afternoon).   I didn't get a picture of the two guys sitting across from us.  They were two brothers who I would guess to be about 72 and 75.  They were both attorneys.  On Tuesday, we did "where are you from" introductions and they said they were from Fargo, ND.  The young lady on the boat that day was from Minneapolis and was a niece of theirs.  Steve said he was from Denver and I said Laramie.  The social brother asked if I was with the university and I said yes, I was a professor in Civil Engineering for 34 years.  "Oh, do you know a guy named Norbert Svaboda-Colburg?"  "I know him a little, but I know his wife Patricia very well, she was in my department and we worked together a lot."  "Pat...

 Good writing dictates that you are suppose to start with the small stuff.  It's been a long day, my back has hurt the last half of it, and dad-gum-it, I want to show this.  I'll fill in the filler later, like tomorrow.   OK, time to back up.  Diving on Thursday and Friday have been great, the days you remember later and make you want to come back.   We saw lots and my camera worked somewhat on the first dive. These next two days will be mostly pictures, because the photos tell the story.  Our morning dive was to Palancar Deep.  Steve and I stayed fairly close together. (Remember, you can click on the photos to enlarge them!) First turtle sighting of the day.  That's pretty exciting.  You don't see them often.  But a little later: The second turtle sighting.  This is rare.  I don't remember ever seeing two turtles in one day, or one week. It's swimming between Pepe and Steve! There were a lot of fish!  The water ...