Parting shot

Alan Cryer · Issue 21, Oct/Nov 2004 · pp. 62

The first day of our (my wife Brenda and I) holiday in Egypt on the Red Sea. We had arrived the previous evening at the Sharks Bay Hilton and I had just signed up with the local dive centre for a few dives in the coming week. I had decided to get wet ASAP and informed the instructor taking my details that I intended to go snorkelling as soon as they were through with me. I asked if I could borrow a weight belt and a couple of kilos of weights. The instructor obliged and informed me that if I were lucky I might catch a glimpse of a dolphin that sometimes comes around the bay to play with the swimmers. Glimpsing my camera he remarked that it would be a good photo opportunity. Full of anticipation and excitement I headed straight for the beach. Lots of swimmers and snorkellors but no dolphin. My disappointment was short lived when I entered the water and encountered the multitude of reef li…