Feeling distinctly like a penguin, I waddled into the water. I was lucky enough to be able to borrow an underwater camera from my guide, who knows a lot more about diving, free-diving, crayfish hunting and spear-fishing than I do.
Knowing I love strange underwater creatures, he chose us the best day of the year for a dive; a fresh sunny summer day with only a whisper of wind, the fourth in a row. The water was clear, calm with a swell and freezing. I was really glad for the 7 cm of wetsuit-blubber all over my body and pretty soon my face was too numb to feel anyway.