In the beginning, everything is new.... and gets your full attention, whether it really needs it or not.
We are, after all, built to operate in an air based environment. So, operating in a watery world does take some getting used to.
Like a lot of things, with time and repetition comes comfort. For me that comfort came at about dive #285.
Since then a camera has been with me, when I dive.... way more often than not.
Like all photographers, I take pix that are not keepers. So, after a trip, I edit those away and end up with what I call the "Best of Mike" for each trip.
That's what I'd like to share in this series, the Best of Mike, from beginning until now.
Linda and I were there in February 2000.... and at least back then, it was kind of off the beaten path.
We stayed in the Grand Turk Hotel, which is not really that small a place (about 15 rooms) with kind of bed & breakfast feel to it.
But two or three of the nights we stayed there we were the only guests in the hotel.
That was the trip where we met our friends Gene and Joan. They were staying at a different hotel on the other side of the island.... where they were the only guests for the entire week.
One night we walked to their hotel to have dinner with them. We had to carry our own flashlights, because the island was so undeveloped there were no lights, street or any other kind anywhere.
When we got to their hotel, the staff had set up a table right in the lobby, and that's where we ate dinner. Kind of romantic and made us feel like royalty.
Grand Turk is very British and has the feel of a small English village. Lots of rock walls and stone cottages like the ones you see here.
They even had a population of wild horses that wandered free around the island. One in particular would show up each morning to stick his head in the window of the dining room to see if we would share any of our breakfast with him.
As I remember, he was fond of apples.
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