Not so far from the island the metal ribs of the hull, forged long ago, rested on the ocean floor. So did the remains of the wreckage. Only tiny pieces of glowing sea lives and hanging what’s left of a front cylindrical turret armor drifted on the surface, remnants of dark embers sizzling beneath the deep swells.
The coron wreck, Philippines
Diving wreck sites can be exhilarating and spectacular and at the same time it can be a bit of a gloomy sight for sunken boat or plane that once shared history of war. Since wrecks deteriorate over time, most divers are therefore eager to capture point in history that will never be seen again. My starting experience of such dive most startling experience, though, was not one I manage to enjoy much. The current was often tough, obviously the bottom of the sea was muddy and visibility was mostly low. On a lucky day with a welcoming wind we could see the new home of sea lives afar our mind. Sharks hidden underneath capsized vessels, herds of barracuda, sea turtles rest still in once a calamity starboard bunk and lone yellow fin chasing its preys; all there where clear still water of regular shallow shore dive could never offer. Mystery of faith written all over the debris surrounded by this glitter could make one become completely mystified with something that appears not as what it seemed underneath; a connection by which echoing past is calling down below.
Diving on wrecks is exciting and physically and mentally demanding. You need a proper mind and body for the both of those. Being mind-free alone or even with your buddy in the dark strong current could be seen as form of meditation for many and a haunting experience for a slimy beginner. There is less opportunity to capture pictures for most as we spend more time stretching on buoyancy and control our air consumption, even with your high mix nitrox.
Being in a place where someone was there was abstractly astonishing. Seeing how the sea changes in such place is always someone’s life learning experience. Wreck dive leads to thousands of unrepeated stories from people or things who inhabited and would most certainly dive you towards anywhere you want to be on the deep front.
Worrying oneself about what one might have done to control the course one's life could be worthy. The wreck is a clear evidence for one that might not be able to ever gain in forever look back and see ourselves if one’s lives that have not turned out quite as they might have wished. Having a privilege of being a diver seeing from above life’s appearance becomes special, imagining precious moments in one's life
Because the calmness of that beauty remains in it its sense of restraint and limitation one may or might have had during the dive.