I dive through shark soup at Wolf Island, watch rays battle the current and end the night questioning whether I am ready for Darwin by dawn.
I dive through shark soup at Wolf Island, watch rays battle the current and end the night questioning whether I am ready for Darwin by dawn.
From the “accidental illegal immigrant” to a legend in a divemaster shirt. A journey through seven weeks of “firsts,” impossible dreams made real, and the hardest goodbye of all.
From the “dying squeal” of a bank account to the frantic scamper of forty-seven hawksbill turtles. A journey through itinerary overhauls and the miracle of a 3% survival rate.