Packing up to leave from the private boat ramp at Ocean Cove.
Fuzzy pictures of my brother Paul and my dive instructor Jon. Apparently a
drop of water ruined one picture, and Jon is just too animated to catch
on film.
The water in the cove was so clear, I could see the bottom. It is
a reserve, and is supposed to be loaded with untouchable abalone.
I coudn't see any, but thought if I stuck the camera in the water
it might get a picture of one. Unfortunately, the camera could
not even see as well as I could!
In March of 1996, I went back to
Gerstle Cove
again and went kayak surfing on Stump Beach
while my brother Paul and his girlfriend Erin were SCUBA diving in
the cove. Paul said that the beach was covered with SCUBA divers
like a heard of neoprene covered seals:
I met Peter while out on the water. He was also kayaking while a friend
went diving, and we went to surf on Stump Beach together.