To be in time in 40 seconds

The trip to Thailand was very different from most of my other trips. The fact is that it united a wedding and a honeymoon. So, underwater shooting, if it was supposed, it is clearly not as the main action. But Pan-Gan himself, where we spent two weeks, very much contributed to active diving. At least, it's just because there were not any other really serious activities (not counting the day of the wedding).



As for diving, we had two entertainments: trips to and night dives under the fishing berth. Sail Rock, this is a stand-alone rock, around which a large number of all kinds of fish live. Both of them were really beautiful in their own way.



The rock is interesting because the whole action is actually concentrated in one place. There also from time to time blue whales come from the blue. They do not come so often, but regularly. No one knows where this will happen. You can swim around it for 30 minutes, if not get stuck along the road. It turns out such a lottery: you will meet a shark or not meet.



During the first week of diving, which is about 15 dives on a rock, none of us saw the shark ... then there were two days from the compulsory program. There was not much left until the end of the trip and the chances were melting one by one.

As a result, the story turned out interesting ... that day no one went to the dive from ours. And I swam with the girl-instructor from the dive center one. It took about 50.55 minutes for the second dive and the air was already coming to an end, and it was a stone's throw to the deck.



So as sensible people we sailed to the safe of the stop at 5 meters. And suddenly I see under us another instructor doing various gestures in the water at a furious pace) Namely - waving aki a bird, now and then putting one hand to the head ... Who does not know this gesture - means a shark.

Further, the chronicle of the dive bomber is half a second for understanding that somewhere far away there is a shark. Another second - to bitterly look at the monometer, see the pathetic 45 bars, and once again spit on everything and hitch on flippers (which I really do not like) in this direction.



Then, as it turned out, the entire rock had to be drifted off, which usually takes the floor of the dive, and sometimes against the current. And only then see her in the distance ... The air at this stage was of little interest to me (I roughly imagined that it should be enough for a couple of frames, and more and not inappropriately)

And then shooting at full speed, as the shark missed a pack of barracudas, I so accelerated that it was in front of her. And as soon as I stopped she came straight at me point-blank. Apparently, too, not expecting that here at the rate so sharply someone appeared, she turned in surprise, waving her fin and stirring the herd stuck, and quietly went the other way ... into the blue ... To disappear in a blue one minute ...

As a result, I have 10 frames, 10 bars, with a terrible breath, and a happy smile that does not fit in the mask) Then I looked - the difference between the first and the last frame is about 40 seconds;)

[//]:# (!steemitworldmap 9.943489 lat 99.993095 long Sail Rock in 40 seconds d3scr)