So it was only by chance that I realised that the last dive today was to be my 2000th dive!! Checking my computer, I noticed the number of dives it had logged, so as it turned out, a lovely dive on Shark and Yolande was to be my dive of note.
Ok I admit I did not do the dive naked. Well, I was working, so am sure my guests would not really have appreciated a bare naked, skinny, bird shivering up ahead of them.
Anyway, excuses out of the way, on to the dive. It was a drift, and we had decided to drop in on Shark Reef to start our dive. In we dropped, and the current was glorious. As an afternoon dive, Shark Reef at the start, is pretty shady and moody which is quite cool, almost spooky with its large gatherings of snappers and jacks below, all facing into the current as it hits the reef and splits. We try to judge the entry so that we descend on this split amongst the shoals of fish, and then hitch a ride on the flow flying past the front of the reef, and today was perfect.
Down we dropped into the shade, steep reef wall plunging down on our right, expanse of navy blue on our left… awesome. Flying around the corner we tucked in, hoping to shelter from the bulk of a counter current and true to form we got this shelter. Here we had reached the sandy saddle that links Shark Reef with Yolande Reef and now out of the shade, the sun hit us, lighting up the corals in full technicolor®. Hugging the wall, we gently worked our way around, almost towards the back of the reef from where we could work our way, underneath the current, towards the main reef plate, where we could hitch another ride with the flow.. wooo hooo! We flew!
It was here that I remembered that we have been seeing a baby green turtle around this area lately, so off I headed to her little alcove, guests following in my path. We passed blue spotted rays, a biiig moray, a shoal of Jacks and yes, there was our little turtle in her home. Sadly I think she has been harassed by divers lately, as she immediately darted for cover, under her cosy table coral hiding her face from us. So we kept our distance, and left her in peace. Still it was lovely to see her again.
Next we flew on to the remains of the Yolande Wreck… or should I say the contents of the wreck. This is the famous “toilet” wreck where you will find bath tubs, toilets and wash basins strewn across another sandy saddle. These are now covered in coral, so make a glorious reef in their own right (well the containers are.. you can see little nubs of fire coral growing on the toilet rims, so not a good idea to sit down!).
Another moray, another blue spotted ray, past the bathtubs and back on ourselves a bit to take in a little of the garden of the Yolande Reef. You could spend a whole dive on this area alone. Heaving with soft corals, hard corals and just heaps of fish, we made our way, weaving in and out of the pinnacles looking for scorpion fish, stone fish, nudibranchs and just taking in the beauty. In amongst it all I saw a teeny tiny pyjama slug… cute.
I do love this dive, because every time we dive it, we are at the mercy of the currents to a certain extent, and as a guide it is always a great challenge to ensure that you get to see as much reef as possible without inflicting horrendous counter currents and stress on your divers. Never a dull moment, and so many different routes to take.
Today, I chose to swim out from the reef a touch and again catch that current to whisk us back to the wreckage where we looped around a mini reef often known as Baby Yolande, Turtle Rock or merely just Satellite Reef and ended our dive gliding along the main reef heading up towards the gulf of Suez.
Not bad for a landmark dive… eh? My favourite dive site, hubby guiding on the same boat, and a bunch of lovely guests who also happen to be really good, chilled out divers. Appy Dayze as George would say.