Articles

Bula Baby!

by Jo

It all started on flying in early on Friday the 22nd (a day before the rest of the crew, which were coming from the US). I received the most wonderful welcome and had a great time scoping out my new home for the next week and a half before having a great nights rest in my DOUBLE KING sized bed, meaning that it was about 4m wide (never knew they made beds that large!). I awoke to the sound of "Yeeeehaw" echoing through the place and knew at once that the Texans and the rest of the gang had arrived.

Seaslugs - Part III. Nudibranchs

by Ákos Lumnitzer

I wish I had a pound for every time I heard a diver say: 'Did you see the beautiful nudibranch down there?' - not knowing, that the creature was only another opistobranch and not a true nudie?

SCUBA Diving and Asthma

by Nerissa Penfold

For as long as I can remember I wanted to SCUBA dive. I remember being fascinated by my dad’s cylinders of air with yellow flaking paint and belts of lead weights that lay around the house, and the promise of what lay beneath the surface of the sea. As luck would have it, by the time I seriously started thinking about diving I had been diagnosed with adult asthma.