The January Reef Trip- Northwest Island for three weeks, relaxing and diving.


From left to right, Brett, Sol, myself. Beautiful, peaceful.
Three of the attractive ladies that were on the island with our group of about 30- During the Toga Party Night, of course.
Northwest Island comes into sight after the overnight barge ride from Gladstone, Queensland. The big drums to my right are the drinking water for the trip.
The cabin in the barge- This is the return trip, with everyone passed out on couches. Moving off the reef is a big deal.
From left to right, Brett, Sol, myself. Beautiful, peaceful. Three of the attractive ladies that were on the island with our group of about 30- During the Toga Party Night, of course. Northwest Island comes into sight after the overnight barge ride from Gladstone, Queensland. The big drums to my right are the drinking water for the trip. The cabin in the barge- This is the return trip, with everyone passed out on couches. Moving off the reef is a big deal.

What the beach on the island looks like when the tide is out. Sitting here, just after the tide comes in during the day, it's like a hot bath- The warm sand heating the water.
All the boaties, with the Kiosk in the background.
Brett, wearing a toga, looking sexy.
Our common area- Place to sit and chill, eat meals, get out of the rain.
What the beach on the island looks like when the tide is out. Sitting here, just after the tide comes in during the day, it's like a hot bath- The warm sand heating the water. All the boaties, with the Kiosk in the background. Brett, wearing a toga, looking sexy. Our common area- Place to sit and chill, eat meals, get out of the rain.

My camp- Carole lived here for a bit as well, on the right. There's something very nice about sleeping under a tarp. I only lived here when it rained.
Me working the compressor, filling Scuba tanks.
Fresh fish? Filleted for dinner, the carcass awaiting disposal.
A hammock- Although this hammock was not mine, I spent most of the time laying in a hammock, reading books. I had my own hammock, just no pictures of me in it.
My camp- Carole lived here for a bit as well, on the right. There's something very nice about sleeping under a tarp. I only lived here when it rained. Me working the compressor, filling Scuba tanks. Fresh fish? Filleted for dinner, the carcass awaiting disposal. A hammock- Although this hammock was not mine, I spent most of the time laying in a hammock, reading books. I had my own hammock, just no pictures of me in it.

A collection of folks standing on the reef edge- From here, it's about 1 km back to shore. In the photo are marine biologists, film majors, comp folks, and a lawyer.
Hammock City. The red and white one in the center was my bed for the three weeks of the trip when it wasn't raining. Very fun.
The kitchen for the trip. Dishes washed in salty water- Sand is a great way to get burned on crud out of durable pots.
The first party night- Island Night. Ended up with us all in the water, after dark and the tide came in, getting sand in all kinds of unpleasent places.
A collection of folks standing on the reef edge- From here, it's about 1 km back to shore. In the photo are marine biologists, film majors, comp folks, and a lawyer. Hammock City. The red and white one in the center was my bed for the three weeks of the trip when it wasn't raining. Very fun. The kitchen for the trip. Dishes washed in salty water- Sand is a great way to get burned on crud out of durable pots. The first party night- Island Night. Ended up with us all in the water, after dark and the tide came in, getting sand in all kinds of unpleasent places.

Plukky. A man among mere men. This guy could hold his breath for 3 minutes, and was an amazing spearfisherman.
This is Rob, a diver and computer guy, standing on the edge of the reef- Just off the edge, the water falls to about 15 meters.
When walking on the reef, it's important to look where you are going- This guy is a snail under about 30 cm of water.
Sol, my Turkish buddy.
Plukky. A man among mere men. This guy could hold his breath for 3 minutes, and was an amazing spearfisherman. This is Rob, a diver and computer guy, standing on the edge of the reef- Just off the edge, the water falls to about 15 meters. When walking on the reef, it's important to look where you are going- This guy is a snail under about 30 cm of water. Sol, my Turkish buddy.

One of the many, many beautiful sunsets observed from our island paradise.
In the distance, the barge in water deep enough to have it- Waiting to pick us up in the morning to leave. The boaties came in on their dingy later on and chilled with us that night- Salty seagoing folks.
The last view of the island, on our way out. Doesn't the water look nice? It's warm, too, that time of day.
The tide out- When the tide is on, the boats are about chest deep in water.
One of the many, many beautiful sunsets observed from our island paradise. In the distance, the barge in water deep enough to have it- Waiting to pick us up in the morning to leave. The boaties came in on their dingy later on and chilled with us that night- Salty seagoing folks. The last view of the island, on our way out. Doesn't the water look nice? It's warm, too, that time of day. The tide out- When the tide is on, the boats are about chest deep in water.

These little turtles were all over the shop. When they hatch, they all kind of go everywhere- To keep them from getting stepped on, we pick them up and take them out to the water.
One of the only photos of underwater Greg- Those disposable underwater cameras really do not work particularly well, unless you are really close. All told, I did 12 dives that trip- Not as many as I wanted to, but still not bad.
Me, in a hammock against the setting sun. I didn't realize how tan I had gotten. Gotta go back.
These little turtles were all over the shop. When they hatch, they all kind of go everywhere- To keep them from getting stepped on, we pick them up and take them out to the water. One of the only photos of underwater Greg- Those disposable underwater cameras really do not work particularly well, unless you are really close. All told, I did 12 dives that trip- Not as many as I wanted to, but still not bad. Me, in a hammock against the setting sun. I didn't realize how tan I had gotten. Gotta go back.