Their steel grey and black metallic bodies, so graceful in the water and clumsy on land, glided beneath us as we shined our dive lights toward the depths below. Their phantom forms darted through our beams over and over as though we were only there to help guide them to their next meal. We dropped into 6 feet of water not going past 15 feet before Katie found the seals just over the edge of a rock. We followed them in the shallows mesmerized by their graceful movement below. At times they would grab something and shake their heads from side to side while other times they would stop and lay on the bottom not moving but seeming to just wait for the fish to come to them. While I tried photographing them they were too fast and when they stopped I was to unsure of what they might do to get close enough for a picture.
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| Starfish relaxing taunting the seals |
We followed them, or they followed us, until we hit 30 feet at which point they disappeared. We headed down to the old boat at 60 feet looking for the octopus that was under the steel plate. It was gone but a lingcod on eggs had taken its place. While on the bottom looking at the giant shrimp that made us hungry for dinner, Steve began wildly signalling us with his dive light. I noticed it right before one a large shape darted past us within a few feet of Katie and I. The seals stuck around for a bit then left and we didn't see them again for the remainder of the dive.
By the time we made it up to the safety stop the smaller creatures had lost some of their luster so I went on in after clearing my time. At the beach I met back up with Steve and Katie and we stumbled out of the water jabbering about an experience we won't forget for a long time to come.
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