Our boat comes to a full stop, drops the anchor and turns off all the lights, one by one, enveloping us in the silent darkness. My eyes take a few minutes to get used to the sudden void. We are about a mile away from the mainland, but there are no sources of light whatsoever, save for the rising moon and a few stars peeking through a haze of the evening clouds.
“We’ve got really good conditions tonight,” says our boatman, Captain Cachi of Paradise Scuba & Snorkeling. “The less light, the better. Now, let’s put your swimming gear on.”
Still adjusting to the blackness, I fumble to put on my snorkelling mask and fins, and then feel my way to the back of the motorboat. Before I walk down the steps, I pause, suddenly feeling goosebumps all over, despite the tropical heat. Read Full Story in Toronto Star