
In the early 1990s, I learned
to scuba dive
as I needed something to add a little excitement to my life. This it
certainly did, and for much of the 1990s, I was scuba diving the cold
north Pacific Waters of British Columbia, known for its incredible sea
life. From diving with giant six-gill sharks, large colonies of sea lions
or giant octopus and wolfeel, Of course there was the joy of diving walls
covered in unimaginable lush profusions of invertebrates and fish, or
entering an old shipwreck. It was and is, a totally different environment
on this planet and it is so unfortunate that so many never feel the joy of
an accidental encounter with a dolphin, or a sea turtle, or a shark.
One this one particular trip, we were traveling north
of Port Hardy towards Browning Passage that is located in the northeast
end of Queen Charlotte Strait. A number of us were on a dive charter and
many of us were having some beer and drinks on the back deck. We were
talking, joking and probably singing a little. The sky was clear. When I
am outside at night, I life to pay attention to all the natural phenomena
around: the stars, the winds, the currents, the sounds of animals, birds
and insects.
I looked up to notice the bright white light of a
satellite that was bearing north across the sky. I cried “look” and many
of the people looked up. One cried out “Wow” and immediately looked back
down. As I watched the light, a second later when it was directly above us
in the middle of the sky, it burst briefly into the most intense cobalt
blue light. The cobalt light starburst faded back to a regular while light
and then faded away while continuing its same bearing.
As this was happening, I remember thinking “Take me
with you! and getting the feeling of a reply “Not now. We’ll be back
later”.