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An underwater kibbutz

by Mike Glover

Reproduced from in focus 20 (February 1987)

Israel

The idea of a few days in Eilat before Christmas was a last minute decision, intended more as a rest than any sort of photographic mission, However, having read Peter Rowlands' articles in October's IN FOCUS and the first issue of UNDERWATER PHOTOGRAPHY, I decided to pack my camera and make a few 'phone calls to check precise locations.

Booked through Speedwing, we got into the Caravan Hotel on a BandB basis, just ahead of the high season prices, for £240 per head. Whilst this was pretty good, as was the cost of hiring tanks and lead, most other things in Eilat are not cheap.

Having left the site directions at mv office, we had to take pot luck and came out of the first dive very disappointed. The next dip to 20 M wasn't much better until, coming back, we were adopted by a lion fish in the open who decided to tag along with us.

And then, suddenly, there it was, a solitary 20 foot pinnacle simply teeming with life. Corals galore, nudibranchs, glass fish, cleaner prawns. It was unbelievable. To cap it all an angler fish was basking in the sun, We returned quickly with fresh film to find a frog fish. The next day we met the resident Moray, and so it went on all week. Nearby there was a colong of Sand-eels and a big stone fish. One day by the beach in very shallow water there were two ghost fish.

It wasn't until the last afternoon, when I met Siddy Langley on the beach, that I learnt that I had been trespassing on private property belonging to, yes, Scoones and Rowlands?


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