About Flying Gurnards: Haven't seen any Flying Gurnards lately. Still like odd stuff. And sometimes I do stupid stuff and call it spontaneous. True story. I also don't have travelling shoes. They broke before I left home (omen?) and since then it's been mostly bare feet and flipflops although I keep killing them and consequently am on my fourth pair. I miss home. And everybody that makes it what it is. I feel fortunate doing what I do where I am. And I am still full o' love for life!

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Monday, 25 March 2013

Syngnathidae

Oh boy. These tiny fellows make me incredibly happy underwater. Their delicate bodies, their poor yet elegant swimming abilities and their uber-cute demeanor make my heart sing. C'mon, just look at their little snouts!

Pipefish are related to seahorses (minus the belly) and are completely and utterly adorable. Period.
Good thing about working in the Red Sea is that I get to see them almost on every dive!
There is a bunch of them that hang out on the crow's nest of the shipwreck the Cedar Pride and I make a point of going to see them when I take clients out there (Please don't ask me what my oh so not creative underwater signal for 'pipefish' is)
One day I took a Danish guest out diving and after the dive briefing and going on about my pipefish adoration we approached their little love nest. Imagine my dismay to find a big-ass Devil Scorpionfish. Right next to where one of these little guys was hovering.
Holding your breath underwater is not the best thing to do but I couldn't help it: Three Pipefish socializing not even 20 centimeters away from this dude that could vacuum them up faster than my mother's Dirt Devil. (I am embarrassed to say I was also kind of fascinated. Let's face it, you don't get to see a Scorpionfish having a snack on every dive...)

No harm was done in the end. I returned to the Cedar Pride a day later and all were still happily floating about. Phew.


Delicate beauty of a Pipefish

Elusive Ornate Ghost Pipefish


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