Look Out Fish, Here I Come

My buddy, Janet, descended from the mountainside to swim with me this morning. She's the kind of person who would say, "Oh look, a shark. I wonder what would happen if we pulled it's tail?"

Here she is squirting out of a tight tunnel under the coral which I refused to enter. She called me a prissy sissy and, although it made me cringe, I had to admit she was right.