Moving north towards the Fathers, we moored at Shady Dog Reef. As we dipped below the surface, a 2-meter silver-tip shark greeted us as it sensed it might get to feed. Two quick circles and it was gone. You must be ever-vigilant, for beyond the next turn in the wall may await a large silver-tip or black-tip shark. If you are quiet, and brave enough, you can approach these impressive creatures--almost within arm's reach.
Dive sites with exotic names, such as Vanessa's Reef, Kirsty-Jane, Belinda and Christine, hint of the beauty that awaits below. Jackie's Knob, a little sea mount, is covered with cleaning stations and is a-bustle with fish of every description. There were so many that it was not a station, but a cleaning depot. Cleaner wrasses were hard at work as the fish lined up for their turn at the cleaning stalls.
Night dives are very special treats as a different world inhabits the shadows. Three Spanish Dancers are known to reside among the recesses of Flamenco Reef. Imagine the thrill of dancing with the "red lady" of Flamenco Reef--the lady in her red dress and me with my camera! The midwater dance in-the-dark showed the grace and elegance of this beautiful nudibranch. I sensed she was trying, so I gently returned her to her resting place--for yet another dance.
The PNG reefs are alive at night with a completely different cast of characters. An octopus lay flattened in front of its lair, crabs poke their heads and claws from surrounding crevasses, and deadly poisonous cone shells wander along the bottom. A large cuttlefish lay still, camouflaged against a rocky backdrop. Slowly, it began to move--I traced its search for food. All of a sudden, it changed to a brilliant red color and snatched a fish from under a small coral head! I followed this happy satisfied cuttlefish as it swam away with the fish's tail sticking out of its horned beak.
I awoke early one morning in anticipation of yet another day of surprises. Clearing morning clouds revealed one of the old Fathers with his steady stream of smoke--peaceful, yet warning. A pod of fifty Spinnaker dolphins broke the surface, casting reflections in the sparkling Bismarck Sea. I savored the quiet of the early hour as four dives before lunch were planned.
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