The ocean pounds the surf onto the sand. Secret Beach. Rolling waves – completely folding over onto themselves. No surfers out today. At the edge – hardened lava flows into the ocean. Pools form and shells, pieces of coral stuck. Stranded.
Tunnels beach. A whole new world. The creativity of the Master shows in every swish of a neon fin – on every polka dot and stripe on the gorgeous underworld creatures. The reef plummets to the depths of the ocean floor. But up here, near the surface, goggles on and flippers in tow, I am safe. Observing the incredible majesty of a reef teeming with life.