The Fish Whisperer

I think I’m like a pied piper for fish.

Kristy bought me a snorkelling set for my birthday at the end of last year, which has been great fun. I went snorkelling yesterday with Mike Allen, down at Clovelly. It was an overcast day, just spitting with rain. We had been planning to go for a couple of days, as my final exam for first year college was that morning. We expected to jump in, swim around for perhaps 20 minutes, then get out absolutely freezing… and find something else to do.

However, it was great. Plenty of visibility, warm water, and no-one else there at all.

And fish.

I’d noticed a little last time I went, but particularly this time, that fish seem to follow me around. We think we worked out what was going on. My flippers are my old bodyboarding fins, some really bright green-and-yellow-swirl Hydro Fins. It turns out that fish think that I’m a really big fish because of my flippers, and follow after me, presumably hoping to pick up scraps of food (a little like wrasse following a groper).

So I think I’m the fish whisperer, or some sort of pied fish piper.

Cool, huh?