IMG_1884 There is serious. The boat let us go into the ocean by incoming current and the diving is drift into the lagoon. The goal is to descend as quickly as possible in order not to be separated from the remainder of the sling load. The launch is in blue. No other benchmark that other divers ... It's pretty impressive. We are only four, which allows us to dive in pairs. Fortunately, because only five feet, my ears start to ring. The time offset and then begin our descent ...

We must close as possible to the bottom to resist the current. This is where experience makes me a little lacking: I have trouble controlling my breathing in order not to inflate my lungs. The monitor did not I make this dive with the NPC, I understand why: I already have enough to do without taking care of more pictures! Thanks to Remy, who was willing to do it, you enjoy these pictures. Thank you to him. For this and for his patience at my side. We continue to slide along the drop, the monitor drifting on the back with ease annoying while I struggle to not take me ... Again, I forgot to empty my lungs! And a tuna looks at me with a look glaucous ...

A break in a sheltered canyon current allows us to enjoy schools of fish that remain in the mainstream: lever handles, Tamoura, poles, paddles, wrasses, sharks gray.

The bottles are empty, we take the drift to cross the pass. He'll have us end up on reservations and even a duet on the single bottle of Rémy and much more efficient than us ... I am broke and levels are welcome. Remy back towards us, gesticulating, obviously, he has crossed some big beast: a large hammer we will say it out of the water. Bad luck, the shark turned around when he was found not edible. A remora lonely decides to give us a bit of driving on the edge of a palm welcoming.

The hardest part now: out of the water to regain the boat. The waves are large and vigorously kicking the back of the boat, it must come out just in time to avoid being smash against the ladder and engine. We remove stabilizers and bottles, especially not the masks or fins ... and play yo-yo! It's amazing how, since the water, a boat not very large can turn into twelve-storey building. At least. Will I count the waves, waiting for the third doe scale, misses a step and crush me against the engine head by a sly happens to me in the back. Luckily, the driver shook hands, I think I'd left the locker or else!

It seems that the conditions are difficult, others find it difficult to go too. The less athletic not out bottles of water ... A welcome rain we just rinse, pieces of coconut around, I catch my breath ... char! I am burned and a cloud!

Oh guys! I got the drift of Fakarava! Me, a kid from Lezey! No, but you realize?