Diving at Palau Hantu definitely makes one appreciate Palau Dayang a lot more. That, my friend, is an understatement. In case you are lost, Palau Hantu is an island offshore the mainland, but it's still Singapore (where else Dayang is M'sia). So, you can roughly imagine what the water looks like. Visibility is bad. Very bad. very very bad. In fact, I lost sight of my dive partners almost right after we descended. I could only see up to an arm's length in front me and nearly swam into reefs that appeared out of nowhere so many times. Shall not comment on my further expedition. I can only say that I'm discouraged.
But... fear not, I'm Gracias 'Sakuragi' Potter, the Ox. I'll bulldoze each obstacle standing in my way one by one.. Even if it means using more of my brains (that has turned so rusty since sec sch days). First, I must learn to navigate properly and stop getting lost in my own world in and out of the waters. Other lessons should fall into place when the time comes (even if it's at the expense of $60 or more). On a brighter note, I did at least manage to find a seahorse (was told it's pretty rare to see one). Also, it's kinda an achievement to have experienced diving in waters of different colors - Blue to green to yellow- makes quite a change (not necessarily nice though). And of course, the poor visibility also made the dive pretty challenging. Must stay off Hantu till I make a better diver. I'm still haunted by the mere thought of it.
"Hantu, I'll be back with a vengeance!"
P/S: Sorry to have made anyone worry. Double apologies to 'Jessie' Toh for the numerous trouble I've caused.
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