This is described as a solitary fish on the reef. It is shy and hides as soon as you see it. Anytime I can get a shot … what’s hard to show is the mottled spots on its side. I would surprise one and then the chase. Patience is important. And then there is a little bit of luck involved. I love the two toned finish and the angles. Fish are supposed to soft and curved. This guy is built like a brick and colored to attract attention.
It’s not too hard to see wild turkey. It’s a bit of a trick to get a picture. I suppose there is a hunting season too. My best memory was when the kids visited on Thanksgiving. I cooked a turkey dinner – complete with trimmings. And then as we started to sit several wild turkeys crossed lawn right outside the window. We all saw them go by. That was a moment to remember. No, these guys were not those guys. I was too surprised to pull the camera. Besides I was serving up dinner.
Some days it is quite popular to get cleaned up.
This particular one is not common on the reef where I dive. Yellow black and white, it should be pretty distinctive too. But no it’s not easy to spot. It is tiny. So it’s easy to miss it. One of the senior divers spotted it. It is courtesy to point out subjects. Then it is on me to get an image. I did.
I am a diver now. In fact I made rescue diver recently. When I started, I was impressed to be diving with a rescue diver who assisted my instructor. He seemed so knowledgable and experienced. I am that now. It doesn’t seem so much of a deal anymore. I just keep an eye out for the less experienced and lend a hand when I can. Jules and I are on a dive boat headed to see the whale sharks at the blue hole in Belize. This is a world famous dive destination. At this point Lisa had arranged a nice beach resort vacation and part of the package included a snorkel outing. So here we are on a boat full of divers, and, Jules and I don’t dive! Not yet, it would be some years for me to realize how close we were to a dream come true and we didn’t see the whale sharks. We just happen to be sitting in front of BCD’s ready to go. I also fried my point and shoot camera on this dive as well. It was eventful for what I didn’t know and what I came to know later. Looking back i can see so much of what meant nothing to me at the time Lisa snapped this image.
Hey! I found this pair all by myself. Boxer shrimp are really best found at night. They come out from their place deep in the coral. It was daylight and the antennae reflected against the dark hole in the coral formation. Now to get a shot…no dice I couldn’t get close. I got my flash exposure and one image. There are two of them. It would have been a nice shot. It is one that got away. And no I did not disturb the wildlife. I did get a shot of a boxer shrimp on another night dive. So the adventure continues. The nice thing about coming here so many times is that the urgency to get a shot is tempered by the fact that things go in cycles. Eventually things will reveal themselves. Be patient.
It is not well exposed. The eye is not seen. But the picture recalls for me the song – On Golden Pond. In it Henry Fonda and Katherine Hepburn comment on the loons on the lake where they come to vacation. The song itself is haunting and has been on my essential playlist for many years. I have seen the play on Broadway and the movie. The song is the opening credits. I have a lot of memory tied up with it. This loon conjures those memories.
My book says this fish is in the grouper family. Exactly, which is not clear. Does it really matter? The point here is to get a head shot – face on. This fish is particularly shy. It was under a coral formation looking at me look at it. But it did pause long enough for me to set up a flash shot. Then he was gone. But we had a head on encounter.