A thing of childhood nightmares lies before me, mouth agape. Like the edge of a precipice I am drawn inexorably towards that perilous abyss beyond. Every fibre of my being screams ‘don’t’ while body inches forward regardless. After all this Doughboy Scallop is only a few centimetres across and I want a really good close […]
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Tidal Creek
I often come here on the way home from my day occupation. Perhaps not so often in these short winter days when I seem to leave and return during the in-between light of twilight. The little tidal creeks of Torrens Island in the last rays of sunset always make be feel like I have stepped […]
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It was a churning, swirly night dive under Port Noarlunga Jetty. The seas were breaking over the reef creating confusing eddies. Even my compass seemed to have a mind of its own. The white light from our torches turned the undersea world into a milky haze like swimming through swirling fog. Pretty soon it became […]
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Rivulets of seawater snake their way in from Barker Inlet through woodlands of white mangrove bringing life to the boggy marshlands of Torrens Island. The colours are surreal with the greens and yellows of magrove canopy yielding to the vibrant crimson of red samphire salt-marsh. So much beauty so close to home.
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