“Go diving in the Maldives in monsoon season”, they said. “It’ll be fine”, they said. It totally was!
This was my second dive with Extreme Maldives, based out of Cocoon in the Lhaviyani Atoll. I really didn’t expect it to be a particularly great dive, because it was mildly rough and drizzling on the way to the dive site, but the team decided that it was cool to go ahead. Needless to say, the dive was EPIC!
My jaw dropped at the contrast between the two worlds the second my head sank below the surface. It was unexpectedly and bizarrely perfect, calm, and clear down below, and I counted 87 bajillion and one fish, give or take a fry.
And then we ascended into crazy monsoon seas. Ok, so let me just add in here – you know, to put things into perspective – this is only my second dive literally EVER since doing my open water course back in South Africa. Thrown in the deep end much?! This ascent, and the subsequent rollercoaster journey home, felt like I was living a movie… like one of those epically dramatic ocean tales about survival, shipwrecks, islands, and volleyballs (I realise Wilson was actually in a plane crash, but you get the idea).
I have just short of 5 minutes of camera-drowning footage from my many failed attempts at actually getting up the ladder and back onto the boat. But regardless, as you can see from the look on my face during the boisterous, adrenalin-fuelled ride home… stoked AF (albeit rather relieved I didn’t have time for breakfast beforehand).
Truth be told, I do love me a little extreme radness thrown into the mix. When I look back at these pics and footage, it still feels very unreal and I catch myself wondering whose crazy adventure that is.
And in case you were wondering, I’d be quite happy to shipwreck on an island here.