How do you put an underwater experience into words? How do you explain a lifelong fascination of the sea to grounded people who never fully come to trust it? Whether you are snorkelling solo through a sunny sandbank on a Sunday afternoon or scuba diving with your best mates, your experience is immersively your own, in the most immediate of perceptive realities… absorbed in action, leaving all thoughts behind to focus on your breathing… out of your depth, but also your environment, fully embracing the fact that a vast majority of what will happen in the greatness of the green and blue is out of your hands… pushing the understanding of that last frontier and all of its otherworldly creatures as they shapeshift and adapt to the different atmospheres trying not to become dinner… And yes, the humbling idea of being at the mercy of apex predators does cross your mind at times… but in the end, as you inhale once more and take in the sheer subaquatic beauty of the outside of your comfort zone, you think… if I were to die now, it would all be worth it!