Walk high, Dive deep

Ok, so I haven't left yet, but I just had my last day of work....which means that, officially, I've already starting my journey East. Diving last weekend out of Seattle has already started me on the road of new sensations...that feeling of being buried under the sea with only about a foot of visibility....in 52 degree F. Stepping into places I'm not meant to survive feels defiant ... in a survival of the fittest sort of way. I love it. Let the games begin.