Fishy tails from the Caribbean!

I love to snorkel, I love the way that as soon as you pop your mask underwater the noise of the world is left behind and a new world unfolds. It is easy to loose track of time – I have a really bad habit of doing this – and following fish is great but remember to occasionally stick your head up to see where you are, absolutely essential no matter if you are snorkelling from a beach or from a boat, this is really a reminder to me! My first snorkel in the Caribbean was made more challenging by the new underwater camera hanging from my wrist. I absolutely know that one is not supposed to snorkel with the camera attached to any part of ones anatomy, but I also know that I do not want to see said camera disappearing downwards as I fumble to keep mask, snorkel and fins in place – oh yes this snorkelling lark can be a tad complicated- not to mention the strands of hair that float seaweed like having escaped from whatever band I firmly trapped them in.
However, having discarded my first two pictures – my left foot and some seaweed. I eventually did manage to focus on some denizens of the deep, nothing dramatic, and I am not entering any wildlife competitions but I think my fishy friends are fab – so enjoy, posting shortly.
Incidentally, if anyone had any ideas that the post snorkel look was akin to emerging Venus like from the sea, tousled hair playing about the face in the gentle breeze, forget it. Any stray mascara, waterproof or not, gives you the panda look, the hair resembles an unravelled plastic dish scrubber and then there is the runny nose thing – I will draw a veil over it except to say runny nose or not it was worth it!