Aboard ship was my paddling buddy Tim Walsh. We suited up, hopped into kayaks and paddled out through a slot between islets, entering a maelstrom of ocean swell, rock reef and reflected waves. We dashed about, rode clapotis waves where our paddles struck nothing but air, sought shelter behind rocks,. Dicey, exhilarating, barely-controlled―but then the sun came out. I must have shrieked; I had to get photos! I popped the skirt and pulled out an all-manual Nikonos underwater camera, set the exposure for sunlit, and shot a dozen, one-handed frames before the window of light slammed shut. Being film, I didn’t know the results for a couple of weeks―they were spectacular. One became my best seller. And―funny now―though not so much then, Home Shore lost their liability insurance when their insurer saw the published photos!!
It was an epic go.
Gary