Fuscus
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- Sep 17, 2003
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Brought a new diving knife a while back. Nasty little brute too, flat covered in a black teflon type substance and comes with a pancake pouch that is patdown resistant, not that that matters because I don't do those things anymore and I only intend to use it for diving.
Which leads in to the core of this post, my first dive with my new toy, along the southport seaway. I hadn't been in the water for more than a couple of minutes when I saw it,
a loggerhead turtle.
The knife quietly slid out of its scarrab as I dove towards the turtle, she saw me coming and tried to escape but I was easly able to grab the turtle by the shell coller with my right hand and with the knife in my left hand I cut the turtle...
...free of the fishing line that was holding it down and would have drowned it.
The turtle showed its appriciation by swimming of quickly, only pausing breifly to deficate in my general direction.
Which leads in to the core of this post, my first dive with my new toy, along the southport seaway. I hadn't been in the water for more than a couple of minutes when I saw it,
a loggerhead turtle.
The knife quietly slid out of its scarrab as I dove towards the turtle, she saw me coming and tried to escape but I was easly able to grab the turtle by the shell coller with my right hand and with the knife in my left hand I cut the turtle...
...free of the fishing line that was holding it down and would have drowned it.
The turtle showed its appriciation by swimming of quickly, only pausing breifly to deficate in my general direction.