A whole lotta Toucheng dudes went south this past weekend. A few captures:
Justin, always psyched and ripping. On our last attempt to score this spot we ended up pacing back and forth on a log for 8 hours waiting for a typhoon that never came.
There were some heavy scrums. Had to ask for a picture or out flank the group.
Cool and classy over at Intel. Nice.
Photography pro and session mastermind, Neil, blasted some mean backside airs at the end of the night. Thanks again, dude!
At this point I’m always just thinking get me outa here and who cares about nudibranchs, lion fish and coral. Drift dives are cool though. The next day we did a crazy one along a wall. At one point I got ahead of the group and self arrested with my reef hook. The current was insane, like rippling the skin on my face. When the guide came around the corner I was hooked into I detached and was immediately pushed up to speed again… righteous! righeous! It’s great fun, like flying.
And I had this porcupine fish for a bit but I had to let it go. It’s about the size of a large bowling ball and about as heavy. So without a net I ended up cutting my line. Then later the highlight of the trip occured when I snagged a green turtle (no bullshit, not a fish tale). At first I thought it was another porcupine fish because it was so heavy but then a huge shape started to appear and then it surfaced and it was a freaking turtle. My line broke and it swam away. Maddness. I was tripping.