This was the scene that greeted me when I drew the curtains this morning. It was freezing
overnight, so cold in fact that we awoke to find the hills covered in snow.

An hour or two later and we were getting kitted up ready for our first dive. No sooner was I in
the water, but I came upon one of the things I had been really hoping to see. A nudibrach. I say
hoping, as I had no idea they occured in Scottish waters. I had resigned myself to wait for a trip
to warmer waters. This is an incredible looking creature, in phases of red orange and cream. It's
a type of sea slug, that apparently breathes through external gills. Elated, some 25 minutes later
I left the water.

In the afternoon I found a second one, this time it dwarfed the mornings sighting. And in addition
we found some wreckage from a vessel that was long gone. Sea-life of course congregates around
structures like this. And there was plenty of life to see. Unfortunately, we surfaced to find
ourselves off course from the slipway, and were left with a considerable walk back to the slipway.
At this point though it couldn't dampen (no pun intended) my spirit's.